Countryfied
Lookin' at the frog he ate up
My fishbite sittin' on the bank of the riverside
Took a little drink from a jug of moonshine
Didn't have a chaser and almost died
Thinkin' bout workin' on monday mornin'
Never can wait till quittin' time
Just to git down to the water
And to wet my fish in line
Well i'm countryfied
I like my chicken fried
I like to walk barefootin'
Through the countryside
Well i'm country folk
I like to roll my smokes
I love to hear a fiddle playin'
The cotton eyed joe
Never been much on conversation
And say i'm hell when i get tight
Love to git out my old coondog
And shine up a few at night
Like to sit around a campfire
And hear old bluebird work
Runnin' them cage of critters
While everything is worth
Well i'm countryfied
I like my chicken fried
I like to walk barefootin'
Through the countryside
Well i'm country folk
I like to roll my smokes
I love to hear a fiddle playin'
The cotton eyed joe
Well i'm countryfied
I like my chicken fried
I like to walk barefootin'
Through the countryside
Well i'm country folk
I like to roll my smokes
I love to hear a fiddle playin'
The cotton eyed joe
My fishbite sittin' on the bank of the riverside
Took a little drink from a jug of moonshine
Didn't have a chaser and almost died
Thinkin' bout workin' on monday mornin'
Never can wait till quittin' time
Just to git down to the water
And to wet my fish in line
Well i'm countryfied
I like my chicken fried
I like to walk barefootin'
Through the countryside
Well i'm country folk
I like to roll my smokes
I love to hear a fiddle playin'
The cotton eyed joe
Never been much on conversation
And say i'm hell when i get tight
Love to git out my old coondog
And shine up a few at night
Like to sit around a campfire
And hear old bluebird work
Runnin' them cage of critters
While everything is worth
Well i'm countryfied
I like my chicken fried
I like to walk barefootin'
Through the countryside
Well i'm country folk
I like to roll my smokes
I love to hear a fiddle playin'
The cotton eyed joe
Well i'm countryfied
I like my chicken fried
I like to walk barefootin'
Through the countryside
Well i'm country folk
I like to roll my smokes
I love to hear a fiddle playin'
The cotton eyed joe
Credits
Writer(s): Ronny Scaife, Daniel M. Hogan
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