Rodney Atkins - Cabin In The Woods Lyrics

Rodney Atkins - Cabin In The Woods LyricsI know the guy that owns the key to the lock on the chain of that gateAcross that gravel road that winds back into the trees.You’d never know just over that hill there’s a little log house by a springFed creek where the blue bells grow so thick you wouldn’t believe.And he said it would be ok if we wanted to use it for a weekend getaway.Oh I wanna lay down