My kind of country

I like to speak my mind Say grace at supper time I'm just a dot on the map Ain't scared to take a stand For this little piece of land Don't make me take you out back Tattoos, sweet tea, NASCAR Sunday...

He's got a mountain of bills He's got dirt on his hands There's been 3 generations that's been working the land Here's his grandaddy's ghost saying "Son everyone gotta face their own hard truth...

Out on the road 200 days a year Blowin' smoke and grindin' gears My bones are achin' from this Northern cold Baby's cryin' on the telephone Momma says I've been gone too long The whiskey I've been...

I see it in your face I know your workin' hard Kids screamin', phone ringin' 25 hours a day Doing what you do You drive the kids to school Try to go to work Cars stop, gridlocked Here you go again Hey...

Once I had a fortune ridin' on the shoe Of a field goal kicker from LSU I never broke a sweat Hell it was just a bet Now I've climbed mountains And jumped from planes Even played chicken with a couple...

YES SIR! I don't care if it comes in a bottle I don't care if it comes in a can I don't care if it's stirred or shaken Make it two, give me one for both hands If it goes down easy It makes you feel...

(Donnie Van Zant/Johnny Van Zant/Tony Mullins/Craig Wiseman) Set it up, tear it down Another show to go, another time Another place, another face Another crowd of people, tank of diesel Flying J truck...

"We Can't Do It Alone" (Donnie Van Zant/Johnny Van Zant/Brett James) I wear this cross 'cause I believe He shed his precious blood so I'd be saved And daddy had a gold one just like me And...

Grandpa used to keep his money buried 3 feet deep in Mason jars He forgot more times than I where he kept his stash out in the yard He told us before he died, "boys don't do what I did" Save...

I got Ol' Glory hanging out in my garage And one on the chrome post flying in my yard I got a patch on my jacket - says 101st And a sticker on my bumper that says don't mess with her THESE COLORS...