I’m Country Well there’s a little word and it fits me to a T I don’t know how you spell it but its country and that’s me. I laugh when I’m happy and cry when I’m blue ‘cus when I’m mad like I’m suppose to do on a saturday night I’ll have a drink or two and hollow at the moon I’m country.
I chew tobaccer and spit it on the ground talk to the cows when no one ain’t around I’m trapped on the mountain when the snows falling down yes sir boys I’m country
Chorus I’m as country as bronc on the western plains just as wild and twice as hard to tame as high on living as a noon day sun, yea I’ll be country ‘til the day I’m done.
City folks think I’m crude I guess you can tell I’m a hick by the way I dress but that don’t matter I’m as happy as can be and proud as heck that I’m country. Well there’s nothing wrong with city if you like it that’s fine drivin’ them freeways wasting its time, but I bet you folks in the back of your mind, kinda wish you was country don’t ya.
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Come on boys keep singing them country songs who knows maybe we will just convert some of these city folks into country folks and they’ll all move out to the country and then the country wont be country anymore. Hold on
I just gave you one side to the whole picture because country is heat and dust and snow where the winters get down to forty below and the works is hard and the pay sure low and it ain’t all roses being country. Hang in there folks don’t do nothin’ foolish now you got yourself a nice high paying job air conditioned offices yea you got movie theaters right on down the street, and great places to eat. you got yourself a city park too, now that’s country and there you don’t have to worry about no rattle snakes biting on your leg, or no grizzly bear coming down and tearing off your head or nothing like that thereTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
