Country Born
Yeah, I came by it honest from my pawpaw
Cause he laid his roots down here
N' You can hear it in the way that I talk, y'all
And the way I wear camo all year
Name's on a deed, that's got a little creek
Where I learned to rope swing in
Got some county line kinda peace of mind cause since day one Ive been
Country born, country bred
Living life on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
Country born, country bred
Country living y'all till I'm dead
Always keep a little dust on my 4 wheels
Always gotta rod ready to cast
And a sixer in the fridge for a sunset on the ridge
Where my baby likes to lean a seat back
And hell I'm all about that
Country born, country bred
Living life on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
Country born, country bred
Country living y'all till I'm dead
Gonna lay me down, 6 feet deep
And that hometown ground, till then I'm proud to be
Country born, country bred
Living this life on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
Country born, country bred
Country living y'all till I'm dead
Cause he laid his roots down here
N' You can hear it in the way that I talk, y'all
And the way I wear camo all year
Name's on a deed, that's got a little creek
Where I learned to rope swing in
Got some county line kinda peace of mind cause since day one Ive been
Country born, country bred
Living life on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
Country born, country bred
Country living y'all till I'm dead
Always keep a little dust on my 4 wheels
Always gotta rod ready to cast
And a sixer in the fridge for a sunset on the ridge
Where my baby likes to lean a seat back
And hell I'm all about that
Country born, country bred
Living life on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
Country born, country bred
Country living y'all till I'm dead
Gonna lay me down, 6 feet deep
And that hometown ground, till then I'm proud to be
Country born, country bred
Living this life on country cred
Old bird dog in my truck bed
Even my girl likes a neck this red
Likes it real slow down a dirt road
Watching that corn grow up in rows
Country born, country bred
Country living y'all till I'm dead
Credits
Writer(s): Drew Baldridge, Andy Sheridan, Josh London
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