

(hummmm) Down in Silverado where the gravel turns to clay
I learned to keep my head low at the ending of the
day
My name is Jon Wolfe junior,
born in Silverado sand
Lived beneath my father's shadow,
hiding from his hand
He said the world was dangerous,
he tried to block the view
Trying to protect me
from the only life I knew
He locked the doors and shuttered up the pane
But he was wrong about the world outside Behind his walls,
I'm breaking off the chain
Turns out my daddy Jon Wolfe senior was so wrong
The world was waiting for me to sing my song
They welcomed me with open arms and hands up high
They loved my country music
under the Texas sky
From the Silverado county lines to every crowded hall
The love they give me proved that I was
standing tall
No more hiding in the shadows
of his heavy name
Just a country boy who finally stepped into the frame
Turns out my daddy Jon Wolfe senior was so wrong
The world was waiting for me to sing my song
They welcomed me with open arms and hands up high
They loved my country music
under the Texas sky
Yeah, they love my country music
Jon Wolfe junior...
Free in Texas