[Verse 1]
A cement building
White cinderblocks
And faded red letters
The sign read "Cold Spot"
He worked behind the counter
To them, he was an old man
When my world was crumbling
My grandpa gave me his hand
[Chorus]
It was crickets, minnows, and kerosene
RC, MoonPies, and a softball team
Learned about life, learned about girls
Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world
It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer
Where the Southern baptist bought the most beer
A hole in the wall with holes in the wall
From behind this counter, you saw it all
At the Cold Spot
[Verse 2]
It was cool in July
Warm in December
If I live a hundred years
I'll always remember
The song and the hum to that old ceiling fan
And his north Georgia voice saying, "Buddy, you can"
Out here, I'm just a kid trying to make a name
I am who I am because he raised Kane
A cement building
White cinderblocks
And faded red letters
The sign read "Cold Spot"
He worked behind the counter
To them, he was an old man
When my world was crumbling
My grandpa gave me his hand
[Chorus]
It was crickets, minnows, and kerosene
RC, MoonPies, and a softball team
Learned about life, learned about girls
Learned about livin' in this cold, cruel world
It's where you bought your tag for your white-tailed deer
Where the Southern baptist bought the most beer
A hole in the wall with holes in the wall
From behind this counter, you saw it all
At the Cold Spot
[Verse 2]
It was cool in July
Warm in December
If I live a hundred years
I'll always remember
The song and the hum to that old ceiling fan
And his north Georgia voice saying, "Buddy, you can"
Out here, I'm just a kid trying to make a name
I am who I am because he raised Kane
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