I’m Country

Lyrics

There's a plasic stretched across a broken window pane You gotta dodge the pots an' pans on the floor when it rains There's a ten-point buck on my livin' room wall: A squirrel and two ducks are hangin' 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 livin' White beans, collard greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplin's Well, I get up every mornin' 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-balin', pea-pickin' country Well, there's my Mama in the rockin' 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: Kids are bouncin' up and down on the trampoline My truck cost 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 livin' White beans, collard greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplin's I get up every mornin' 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-balin', pea-pickin' country Yeah, I get up every mornin' 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-balin', 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 Ha, ha, ha, ha Yeah, I guarantee you, I'm country I ain't scared to be country neither