A Country Song

I grew up in a small town.
But not like what they got down south.
We got way fewer pickups
And drink way too much Starbucks.

No hat, ain't that required or somethin'?
Only boots I have are for hikin'.
Only own this one pair a blue jeans.
Sure seems pretty clear to me

This is not a country song.
You'll never find me out herding cattle.
I never lived south of Seattle.
And you never broke my heart,
Thank God
This is not a country song.

I don't call you baby.
Or stay out late drinkin' whiskey.
We don't know any line dances.
And we don't worry 'bout exes.

You and me, we might boot scootin' boogie.
In an alternate reality.
But as far as this one goes,
I think everybody knows

This is not a country song.
I never owned a truck or a tractor.
I don't drink beer or chew tobacco.
And you never broke my heart,
Thank God
This is not a country song.

Hey, girl.
You might country rock my world,
But...

This is not a country song.
You'll never see me out ridin' horses,
I don't got friends in low places,
And you never broke my heart
Thank God
This is not a country song.