| Song | Diamond State |
| Artist | Joe Purdy |
| Album | 4th of July |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well I got religion and the old north wind | |
| All the colours came, the colours went | |
| I swore to get right with my family and friends | |
| Gave my bottle to the preacher, start over again, singing | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well hell hath no fury like a woman scorned | |
| She took all the whiskey and all the corn | |
| She set fire to my house, and took off in a storm | |
| Even after shes gone shes still keeping me warm | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well the roof caved in and the house came down | |
| Theres a hole in my tent, and one in the ground | |
| And the places Ive been aint the place I am now | |
| So watch where you're stepping, Ill see you around | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| Oh take me back those summer days | |
| This winters making my old bones ache | |
| And Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State my friends | |
| Im going California, gonna pan for gold | |
| Because a diamond in the rough aint a diamond in the snow | |
| Im gonna empty all my pockets and admit that Im old | |
| Take my coat to the corner and hope it gets sold | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones shake | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State | |
| My friends | |
| Oh my good friends |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winter s making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well I got religion and the old north wind | |
| All the colours came, the colours went | |
| I swore to get right with my family and friends | |
| Gave my bottle to the preacher, start over again, singing | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well hell hath no fury like a woman scorned | |
| She took all the whiskey and all the corn | |
| She set fire to my house, and took off in a storm | |
| Even after shes gone shes still keeping me warm | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well the roof caved in and the house came down | |
| Theres a hole in my tent, and one in the ground | |
| And the places Ive been aint the place I am now | |
| So watch where you' re stepping, Ill see you around | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| Oh take me back those summer days | |
| This winters making my old bones ache | |
| And Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State my friends | |
| Im going California, gonna pan for gold | |
| Because a diamond in the rough aint a diamond in the snow | |
| Im gonna empty all my pockets and admit that Im old | |
| Take my coat to the corner and hope it gets sold | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones shake | |
| Ill return when the weather s changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State | |
| My friends | |
| Oh my good friends |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winter s making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well I got religion and the old north wind | |
| All the colours came, the colours went | |
| I swore to get right with my family and friends | |
| Gave my bottle to the preacher, start over again, singing | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well hell hath no fury like a woman scorned | |
| She took all the whiskey and all the corn | |
| She set fire to my house, and took off in a storm | |
| Even after shes gone shes still keeping me warm | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Well the roof caved in and the house came down | |
| Theres a hole in my tent, and one in the ground | |
| And the places Ive been aint the place I am now | |
| So watch where you' re stepping, Ill see you around | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones ache | |
| Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| Oh take me back those summer days | |
| This winters making my old bones ache | |
| And Ill return when the weathers changed | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State my friends | |
| Im going California, gonna pan for gold | |
| Because a diamond in the rough aint a diamond in the snow | |
| Im gonna empty all my pockets and admit that Im old | |
| Take my coat to the corner and hope it gets sold | |
| Take me back those summer days | |
| Winters making my old bones shake | |
| Ill return when the weather s changed | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State again | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| Ill see you in the Diamond State | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State | |
| I will see you in the Diamond State | |
| My friends | |
| Oh my good friends |