Stone Cold Country

Future of country music ain't like it used to be
Pop on the radio, well, that just ain't me
Merle, Hank, Willie, and Jones is right where I wanna be
You can find me on an old barstool
Chasin' six strings and a dream

Cause I play for tips
In smoky bars
Drink whiskey straight from a mason jar
I hit my knees
Pray like hell
Work until the sun goes down
Cause I'm stone cold country, and I'm proud to be

Big city lights, stretch limousines, far cry from an old porch swing
Don't give me diamonds, don't give me gold
Just roll me slow down an old dirt road

Cause I play for tips
In smoky bars
Drink whiskey straight from a mason jar
I hit my knees
Pray like hell
Work until the sun goes down
Cause I'm stone cold country, and I'm proud to be

Cause I play for tips
In smoky bars
Drink whiskey straight from a mason jar
I hit my knees
Pray like hell
Work until the sun goes down
Cause I'm stone cold country, yeah I'm stone cold country, and I'm proud to be
Yeah, yeah



Credits
Writer(s): Shelby Madison
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