Lyrics:
the cooler's full of ice
That's country, country, country boy problems
Oh, such a pity, y'all
Country, country, country boy problems
Don't got 'em in
a flower that grows
Through the long months of winter
And the high country snows.
To a house by a meadow
'Neath the towering peaks
Is a place where my
Well, it's hard out here for a country boy
Chugging that cold beer, loving that hot girl
Living that slow life in a real fast world
Gonna be
Golden country your face is so red
With all of your money your poor can be fed
You strut around and you flirt with disaster
Never really carin'
strong
She taught me to fight
And I'm who I am today
Because she raised me right.
In a sunburned country
Her magic and her mystery
In a sunburned country
since birth
That's lovin'
Well I'm talkin' 'bout a walk in the country
Mother nature's sweet charm
The smell of her perfume
As we walk arm in arm
I am American, American is what I am
I cast my vote and now I got my man
Out on the range, I see the changes coming to this country
I am American,
Yes, she's my lady luck, hey, I'm her wild-card man
Together we're buildin' up a real hot hand
We live out in the country
Hey, she's my little
Pass that bottle, I'll have me a swig
I ain't got a lot but I think I got it made
In the shade
I'm just laid up here in a country state of mind
the way that it was meant to be
Big city, hard times don't bother me
I'm a country boy, I'm as happy as I can be
I don't like smoke chokin' up my air
Deep down in Louisianna
Close to New Orleans
Way back up in the woods
Among the evergreens
There stand a country cabin
Made of clay and wood
And a country boy can survive
Country folks can survive
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk 'til dawn
We make our own whiskey and our
in the woods you see,
Y2K don't mean a thing to me,
I've got a shotgun, riffle and a 4-wheel drive,
Country boy can survive,
Country folks can survive,
You better watch out
You better beware
They're coming from all sides of the country
You better beware
Return of the rat
No, no, no, no
the country, save the country, save the country, save the country
Come on children! Sons and mothers
Keep the dream of the two young brothers
Gonna catch
How is our glorious country plowed?
Not by iron plows
How is our glorious country plowed?
Not by iron plows
Our lands is plows by tanks and feet,
I got the keys to the country
A little bit of homegrown hand me down money
Got a spot in the pines
You can almost touch them stars
Yeah, I'll
say they got plenty
But they ain't gonna part for no more
My friend says the trouble is this country's too Goddamn big
Maybe we should pull it in
the country, to try and rest my head
'Cause if I hang around this scene too long
You know babe, I'll be dead
All the changes superficial
Apathy, still
Let's move to the country
Just you and me
My travels are over
My travels are through
Let's move to the country
Just me and you
A goat and a monkey
When the nighttime comes fallin'
Down I jump in
My pickup and head out of town
I ride on out to the country
And call up my sweet honey
And we'll mess
Let your boys be country
Let 'em keep that red dirt on his boots
Make 'em proud of that middle nowhere
He's got down in his roots
Let 'em work in
my country
Solitary Sadness comes over me
After the school was over and I moved
To the other side
I found a different country but I never
Lost
city life
It sure has lots of style
But pretty soon it wears me out
And I have to think to smile
I'm thankful for my country home
It gives me
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