Country Ain't Country
He was raised on a tractor in overalls and boots
Been to college and then law school since leaving his roots
Came home in a Lexus, he left in a Ford
Country ain't country no more.
He told his daddy catch up with the times
He said now a days people trade heifers online
Dad ain't sealing deals with a handshake like before
Country ain't country no more.
No, country ain't country no more.
The back forty was sold to make up for hard times
Then sold by the half acre lot overnight
The houses went up and the trees were cut down
And there went the finest deer hunting around
Lord, everyone's locking their doors
'Cause country ain't country no more.
Now his dad sits in traffic looking 'round at the change
Watching crews turn the county road into four lanes
The old Sunday drive has turned into a chore
Country ain't country no more.
Lord, country ain't country no more.
The back forty was sold to make up for hard times
Then sold by the half acre lot overnight
The houses went up and the trees were cut down
And there went the finest deer hunting around
Lord, everyone's locking their doors
'Cause country ain't country no more.
There's no turning back
And you just can't ignore
That country ain't country no more.
No, country ain't country no more...
Country certainly isn't country anymore...
thanks to Kerry. VOTE Bush!
Been to college and then law school since leaving his roots
Came home in a Lexus, he left in a Ford
Country ain't country no more.
He told his daddy catch up with the times
He said now a days people trade heifers online
Dad ain't sealing deals with a handshake like before
Country ain't country no more.
No, country ain't country no more.
The back forty was sold to make up for hard times
Then sold by the half acre lot overnight
The houses went up and the trees were cut down
And there went the finest deer hunting around
Lord, everyone's locking their doors
'Cause country ain't country no more.
Now his dad sits in traffic looking 'round at the change
Watching crews turn the county road into four lanes
The old Sunday drive has turned into a chore
Country ain't country no more.
Lord, country ain't country no more.
The back forty was sold to make up for hard times
Then sold by the half acre lot overnight
The houses went up and the trees were cut down
And there went the finest deer hunting around
Lord, everyone's locking their doors
'Cause country ain't country no more.
There's no turning back
And you just can't ignore
That country ain't country no more.
No, country ain't country no more...
Country certainly isn't country anymore...
thanks to Kerry. VOTE Bush!
Credits
Writer(s): Casey Michael Beathard, Carson Chamberlain, Teresa Boaz
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