Country's Cool Again

I was born in boots on humble ground
These kinda roots, yeah, they sure don't grow out
Yeah, even in a guitar town
My crooked drawl, the way I sung
My mama's genes sure stuck out like a thumb
In a metro city crowd
Oh me, oh my, how things have changed
And I can't believe my eyes these days

Everybody wanna be a cowboy
Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere
Everybody want a backwoods front porch
With a tub full of iced down beer
Must be something in the water flowing out of the holler
Blue collar must've caught a new wind
Doggone daggummit, didn't see that comin'
Country's cool again

Once you get a taste, you'll lick the spoon
Learn every word to The Dance and Neon Moon
And next thing you know
You'll hang a swing on a piece of land
Start sayin' things like 'hell naw, hot damn'
Yeah, and if you dip your toe
You'll get bit by the bug and wanna wet a line
And that's the kind of trend, oh, that I can get behind

Everybody wanna be a cowboy
Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere
Everybody want a backwoods front porch
With a tub full of iced down beer
Must be something in the water flowing out of the holler
Blue collar must've caught a new wind
Doggone daggummit, didn't see that comin'
Country's cool again

(Whoo! Yeah)

Cool, cool, cool, cool, country's cool again
Cool, cool, cool, cool, country's cool again
I said cool, cool, cool, cool, country's cool again
Cool, cool, cool, cool, country's cool again

Everybody wanna be a cowboy
Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere
Everybody want a backwoods front porch
With a tub full of iced down beer
Must be something in the water flowing out of the holler
Blue collar must've caught a new wind
Y'all hop in the back, how 'bout that
'Cause country's cool again
Ain't that some shit, I found a few hits
'Cause country's cool again

So cool again



Credits
Writer(s): Lainey Wilson, Aslan Freeman, Trannie Anderson, Dallas Wilson
Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com

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