started off as an army brat (Atten-hut!) Seven months, class act I was racin? down the block As a matter of fact I could've been a track star (I guess
, yeah Uh uh bounce, yeah I'm a take her down through there I'm a take her down through there I'm a take her down through there I'm a take her down through
wouldn't wanna be ya, see ya at the top of billboards Yeah, we lookin' down wavin at you muthfuckaz, how you like me now? 'Cuz dis country, way back
p.s.i. Gas up and away to fly, moving down the line But this beat-up truck & worn out shoes always giving me the blues Billy sucking down the booze
said I was a country boy (Country boy) Well look at me now bitch, I'm a star (Star) They always said I was a country boy (Country boy) But now they see
ass up like you know you should Know the game alive, toss chips Watch you get down and start movin? the crowd Geah, say it loud Hoo-bangers, we get down
Country music stars Like the catchy bars They smoke a lot of weed Yeah, those country singers Like to catch their buzz They love to drink whiskey Shotgun
They shot a man into the sky The moon and stars became his bed He saw the sun rise seven times And when he came back down he said "It is one, it is one
In a quiet country village stood a maple on the hill Where I sat with my Geneva long ago As the stars were shining brightly we could hear the whippoorwill
that I see As we swing from star to star We're not going very far The land is hard and gives no quarter here The o'cannon garrison falls down You cannot
She's small town from the country She ain't big time but she could be Hey, Hollywood never looked this good Bright as the big screen burns Hey, I bet drivin' down
coming back Patti Page and summer days On old cape cod Happy times makin' wine In my garage Country shade and lemonade Guess I'm slowing down It's
in on Christmas day When the world is upside down We're gonna make it through Somehow... Don't you worry We'll be fine Snow will fall And stars
I'm country by God's graces Nowadays I find myself doin' laundry in odd places But still, I keep it Bubba even into Mr. Kiss and them Brought 'em down
that food for miles and miles around, Paw He was prayin' my brother Jack would bring him down some moonshine Just so's that he could wash those viddle down
it would take a man a day and a half just to satisfy that bitch. Why the Queen of England gave me the keys to the whole damn Country of France And
ride, son?" Well I sat down in the front seat and turned on the radio And them sad old songs comin' out of them Speakers was solid country gold Then