C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
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| (1st Verse) I ain' | t never hauled hay in the trunk of my car, |
| But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. |
| I know how to work and how ta have fun, |
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| I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun |
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| I like m | onster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs, |
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| H | untin' and fishin' and ice cold beer. |
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That's the way I'm gonna be 'till the day I die, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
| INTRO |
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| (2nd Verse) My b | aby looks hot in her high heel shoes, |
| She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots. |
| She can dance to the music, all night long, |
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| She's a stick of dynamite, she's bad to the bone. |
| D | |
| She likes B | oogy Woogy, Ragae, Rap, Pop, and Soul, |
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| H | ip-Hop Blues, and Rock and Roll. |
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If you really want to know what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
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| (Bridge) You m | ight not know it by the way we talk, |
| A | |
| We m | ight not show it by the way we walk, |
| E | A |
But we're true and tried, genuine, certified, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
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That's the way we're gonna be until the day we die C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
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| A (STOP) |
I said C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
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