album: Life's So Funny (1995)
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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, 

I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun 
I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs, 
Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer. 

That's the way I'm gonna be 'till the day I die, 
C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 

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, 
She's a stick of dynamite, she's bad to the bone. 
She likes Boogy Woogy, Ragae, Rap, Pop, and Soul, 
Hip-Hop Blues, and Rock and Roll. 
If you really want to know what drives her wild, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 

You might not know it by the way we talk, 
We might not show it by the way we walk, 
But we're true and tried, genuine, certified, C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 

That's the way we're gonna be until the day we die 
C-O-U-N-T-R-Y 
I said C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

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