C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

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(1st Verse)  I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car,  
But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. 
I know how to work and how ta have fun,  
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I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun 
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I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs,  
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Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer. 
 
 
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That's the way I'm gonna be 'till the day I die,  C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 
 
 
INTRO 
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(2nd Verse)  My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes,  
She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots. 
She can dance to the music, all night long,  
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She's a stick of dynamite, she's bad to the bone. 
 
 
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She likes Boogy Woogy, Ragae, Rap, Pop, and Soul,  
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Hip-Hop Blues, and Rock and Roll. 
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If you really want to know what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 
 
 
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(Bridge)  You might not know it by the way we talk,  
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We might not show it by the way we walk, 
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But we're true and tried, genuine, certified, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 
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That's the way we're gonna be until the day we die   C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 
 
 
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I said C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 
 
 
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