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Brian Davis Lyrics
That's Country Lyrics
Well that�s country
That�s country y�all (whoowh)
She was sittin on a hay bale,
Staw in her mouth,
Pa�s on the John Deere pullin that plow,
Granny�s fried chicken ridin shotgun,
Greasin that brown bag on up,
After 10 hours of sweat on my brow,
There ain�t nothin like watchin the sun go down over
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Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows---that�s country,
Old truck covered up in farm mud---that�s country,
Hoe, barn, chickens in yard, drinkin� shine from a mason jar,
Ain�t nothin like livin a life country,
Pray for rain when you�re in a drought,
Make it the sun when you�re about to drown,
Seventh day you take a rest, on a pew in your Sunday best,
It�s Monday morning and that old rooster crows,
Put on my overalls cause it�s time to tend to those,
Chorus
It�s a hard life, long days, short nights,
But I wouldn�t change a thing,
Cause there�s nothing like
Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows---that�s country
Old truck covered up in farm mud---that�s country
Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows---that�s country
Old truck covered up in farm mud---that�s country
Hoe, barn, chickens in yard, drinkin shine from a mason jar,
Ain�t nothin like livin a life ---no there ain�t nothin like livin a life country
That�s country
Well That�s Country
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