Вступление
E
I grew up on a piece of land that my great grand-daddy owned
No matter where I hang my hat I'll always call it home
A E
Cause I'm Country.....And Country's all I'm gonna be
B
Lord, you can bet I'm Country
A E
And I don't make no apology
E
When I was a kid we started each day with a pledge and a prayer
And if that offends your sensitive butt then brother, I don't care!
A E
Cause I'm Country.....And Country's all I wanna be
B
Oh, you better believe I'm Country
A E
I aint no slave to society
[Chorus]
A
I was raised in the holler without a single dollar
Dirt poor till I was grown
B
And if I wanted it I got it but the only way to get it was to....
B
Get it on my own, working my fingers to the bone.
E
I learned at a young age you put your faith and your family first
And that's gonna be my philosophy till they, put me in the hearse!
A E
Cause I'm Country.....Living right and living free
B
Son, you're looking at Country
A E
What you get is what you see
Instrumental Solo
A
Yeah I know how it feels to be behind the wheel
of a tractor at an early age
I could barely reach the pedals but I'd put 'em to the metal just a
B
working for the family wage....A bed and three meals a day
E
I got blues steel in my right hand and the good book in my left
And you can bet your sweet bottom dollar hoss, that Ill defend em till the death!
A E
Cause I'm Country.....Lord I know I'm a dying breed
B
Oh I aint nothing but Country
A E
Just a good ole boy from Red Top Tennessee!!!!
Instrumental out
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