It lasts a little too long, stays out too late Smokes them reds, drinks too much, bottom shelf whiskey Huntin', cussin', spittin', burnin' that candle at both ends But ain't that country
He fishes a little more, then he reads that King James He searches for God out on the water, just like his dad did Livin', prayin', sinnin', boots in the mud, washed in the blood But ain't that country
There's always a little more much At the end of the money But he keeps on runnin', yeah Buddy, that's country
And his heart ain't gold, but he loves his woman Through wind and rain and dust Oh, that's country Oh, it ain't always pretty Sometimes you gotta get your hands dirty Yeah, but ain't that country
He's done some wrong, he's done some right Won and lost some fights Highs and lows, that's the way it goes It ain't always sweet tea Lovin', runnin', son of a gun, like an old outlaw But ain't that country
His rusted-out old four-wheel drive Burnin' up hills, still got vibe That's country But he's red and white and collared blue American, he's me, he's you That's country Oh, got nothin' 'gainst the city Just likes his rolls, dirt and gritty Yeah, ain't that country Ain't that country
There's always a little more much At the end of the money But he keeps on runnin', yeah Buddy, that's country
And his heart ain't gold, but he loves his woman Through wind and rain and dust Oh, that's country Oh, it ain't always pretty Sometimes you gotta get your hands dirty Yeah, but ain't that country
Now I laugh a little too loud And stay out too lateTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
