There's plastic stretched across a broken window pane
You gotta dodge the pots and pans on the floor when it rains
There's a ten-point buck on my living room wall
A squirrel and two ducks are hanging in the hall
That hole in my yard is a barbecue pit
A couple times a year we'll throw a hog in it
There's a four-wheel drive parked in my driveway
I'm a proud and active member of the NRA
Hey, I'm country
I was born and raised in it
I'm country
That's my kind of living
White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplings
Well, I get up every morning when the rooster crows
I stay out some nights until the cows come home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish catchin' cow tippin'
Hay bailin', pea pickin' country
Well, there's my Mama in the rocking chair by my screen door
The red, white and blue hangs off of my front porch
There's my darlin' in the garden pickin' black eyed peas
The kids are bouncing up and down on the trampoline
My truck costs less than my champion 'coon dog
My neck is painted red by the grace of God
My kids say, "Please, sir, thank you and Ma'am."
I ain't what I ain't but I am what I am
Hey, I'm country
I was born and raised in it
I'm country
That's my kind of living
White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplings
I get up every morning when the rooster crows
I stay out some nights until the cows come home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish catchin' cow tippin'
Hay bailin', pea pickin' country
Yeah, I get up every morning when the rooster crows
I stay out some nights until the cows come home
I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish catchin' cow tippin'
Hay bailin', pea pickin' country
Yeah, I'm a dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish catchin' cow tippin'
Corn pickin', cider sippin' fight startin'
Kid raisin' wife lovin' gun totin'
Hay balin' pea pickin' country
Yeah, I guarantee you I'm country
I ain't scared to be country neither
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