Chris LeDoux - I`m Country

I'm countryWell there's a little word and it fits me to a tI don't know how you spell it but it's country and that's me.I laugh when I'm happy and cry when I'm bluecus when I'm mad like I'm suppose to doOn a saturday night I'll have a drink or twoAnd hollow at the moon I'm country.I chew tobaccer and spit it on the groundTalk to the cows when no one ain't aroundI'm trapped on the mountain when the snows falling downYes sir boys I'm countryChorusI'm as country as bronc on the western plainsJust as wild and twice as hard to tameAs high on living as a noon day sun, yeaI'll be country til the day I'm done.City folks think I'm crude I guessYou can tell I'm a hick by the way I dressBut that don't matter I'm as happy as can beAnd proud as heck that I'm country.Well there's nothing wrong with city if you like it that's fineDrivin' them freeways wasting it's time,But I bet you folks in the back of your mind, kinda wish you was country don'tYa.ChorusCome on boys keep singing them country songs who knows maybe we will justConvert some of these city folks into country folks and they'll all move out toThe country and then the country wont be country anymore. hold onI just gave you one side to the whole picture becauseCountry is heart and dust and snow where the winters get down to forty belowAnd the works is hardAnd the pay sure low and it ain't all roses being country.Hang in there folks don't do nothin' foolish nowYou got yourself a nice high paying job air conditioned officesYea you got movie theaters right on down the street thereYou got yourself a city park too, now that's countryAnd there you don't have to worry about no rattle snakes biting on your legOr no abdominal snowman coming down and tearing off your head or nothing likeThat there
I'm countryWell there's a little word and it fits me to a tI don't know how you spell it but it's country and that's me.I laugh when I'm happy and cry when I'm bluecus when I'm mad like I'm suppose to doOn a saturday night I'll have a drink or twoAnd hollow at the moon I'm country.I chew tobaccer and spit it on the groundTalk to the cows when no one ain't aroundI'm trapped on the mountain when the snows falling downYes sir boys I'm countryChorusI'm as country as bronc on the western plainsJust as wild and twice as hard to tameAs high on living as a noon day sun, yeaI'll be country til the day I'm done.City folks think I'm crude I guessYou can tell I'm a hick by the way I dressBut that don't matter I'm as happy as can beAnd proud as heck that I'm country.Well there's nothing wrong with city if you like it that's fineDrivin' them freeways wasting it's time,But I bet you folks in the back of your mind, kinda wish you was country don'tYa.ChorusCome on boys keep singing them country songs who knows maybe we will justConvert some of these city folks into country folks and they'll all move out toThe country and then the country wont be country anymore. hold onI just gave you one side to the whole picture becauseCountry is heart and dust and snow where the winters get down to forty belowAnd the works is hardAnd the pay sure low and it ain't all roses being country.Hang in there folks don't do nothin' foolish nowYou got yourself a nice high paying job air conditioned officesYea you got movie theaters right on down the street thereYou got yourself a city park too, now that's countryAnd there you don't have to worry about no rattle snakes biting on your legOr no abdominal snowman coming down and tearing off your head or nothing likeThat there

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