Take The Country And Run

Lyrics
[Verse 1] I had a dream that I was sitting Across the table from a man He said, "Son, you got two choices" Holding something in each hand One had all the money you could ever spend on Earth The other just a few seeds and a little pile of dirt I started reaching for that dollar Just like anyone else, then I stopped And I thought to myself [Chorus] I've seen the lights of L.A. from a penthouse suite I've drank the finest champagne at thirty thousand feet I've worn a house on my wrist, got all these names in my phone But everything on that list ain't got nothing on Pickin' on some Hank around a fire, sippin' on a beer in a blind Or watchin' God paint the sky when the day is done Hell with all that gold, it don't shine Like the morning sun through them pines You keep that money, buddy, I'll take the country and run [Verse 2] So I woke up and walked out Felt that early morning chill Steam rolling off my coffee Fog rolling off the hills Even if I had the chance now I wouldn't change it if it could I got a truck and a dog and a buck on the wall And y'all, I've got it pretty damn good [Chorus] And I've seen the lights of L.A. from a penthouse suite I've drank the finest champagne at thirty thousand feet I've worn a house on my wrist, got all these names in my phone But everything on that list ain't got nothing on Pickin' on some Hank around a fire, sippin' on a beer in a blind Or watchin' God paint the sky when the day is done Hell with all that gold, it don't shine Like the morning sun through them pines You keep that money, buddy, I'll take the country and run [Bridge] As fast as I cana and never look back Quit all that chasing, ain't no changing me, it's who I am It's who I am [Chorus] I've seen the lights of L.A. from a penthouse suite I've drank the finest champagne at thirty thousand feet I've worn a house on my wrist, got all these names in my phone But everything on that list ain't got a damn thing on Pickin' on some Hank around a fire, sippin' on a beer in a blind Or watchin' God paint the sky when the day is done Hell with all that gold, it don't shine Like the morning sun through them pines You keep that money, buddy, I'll take the country and run
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Credits
- Writers
- HARDY
- David Garcia
- Ashley Gorley