Amen
[Verse 1]
Well I'm country as a cricket,
On the creek bank in the shade.
Son, I'm down home,
like a gospel song,
on a hymn book page.
I'm a good time with a guitar,
a good shot with a gun.
And I'm an old schooler,
got some cans in the cooler,
on a back roads beer run.
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And I've got Dixieland beneath my feet,
And I was raised up down where roots run deep.
And I was born a good ole boy,
by the grace of the good Lord's hands,
Now can I get an amen?
[Verse 2]
I got a Bible on the dresser,
a .45 in the drawer.
If you tread on me hoss,
you best believe,
you'll know what I've got em for.
It ain't no mystery,
I like simplicity,
and that's, how I spend my days.
And my family's traditions,
are huntin' and fishin',
and leaning towards the ole ways.
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[Verse 3]
I'm just laid down here in a country state of mind,
catching these daylight flights in my duckblind.
I got a pick up truck,
a few white tail bucks,
and long beards on the wall.
I thank the good Lord twice,
every morning I rise,
For this life hey how bout y'all?"
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