Cut Out The Country

Lyrics
[Verse 1] She said she was out of here Tired of this John Deere One lane one horse town Her eyes were hell bent On a California sunset Flight's already left the ground But one day she'll be turning around [Chorus] You can hate on the hicks Pull your last tick You can speed up your ole southern drawl Forget your yes ma'am's and no sir's Think you'll find the answers Out where the corn don't grow You can dress all pretty Take your ass to the city But you can't Cut out the country [Verse 2] Took about two weeks To spot her at the Dairy Queen Talking about the world she found Guess the grass wasn't as green Tea wasn't as sweet And the traffic drowned the crickets out Yeah, I told you she'd be turning around [Chorus] You can hate on the hicks Pull your last tick You can speed up your ole southern drawl Forget your yes ma'am's and no sir's Think you'll find the answers Out where the corn don't grow You can dress all pretty Take your ass to the city But you can't cut out the country (No, you can't) You can't, can't cut out [Chorus] You can hate on the hicks Pull your last tick You can speed up your ole southern drawl Forget your yes ma'am's and no sir's Think you'll find the answers Out where the corn don't grow You can dress all pretty Take your ass to the city But you can't cut out the country
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Credits
- Writers
- Conner Sweet
- Regan Stewart
- Wyatt Cole