| Shotgun shack on the edge of town
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| It’s where I’ll be when the sun goes down
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| Big money, bird dog barkin' out back
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| Wouldn’t trade him in for a Cadillac
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| County wanna pave my old dirt road
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| Went to the courthouse, said «Hell no»
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| It’s a country thang, it’s a fish on a string
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| Mary Jane chompin' on a chicken wing
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| It’s a tire swing on a riverbank
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| It’s the way we talk, it’s the way we sing
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| It’s either in your blood or it ain’t
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| It’s a country thang
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| Known my girl since she was fourteen
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| She’s the first runner up to the Hard Candy Cotton Queen
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| She was raised on cornbread, purple hull peas
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| She turns 'em heads at the feed 'n seed
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| She rides in the middle of my four-wheel drive
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| Got a honey hole way back in the pines
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| It’s a country thang, it’s some cutoff jeans
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| Paintin' her toes on a porch swing
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| Sweet like sugar cane, come a good rain
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| Make a little love while the tin roof sings
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| It’s either in your blood or it ain’t
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| It’s a country thang
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| It’s a country thang, barefoot and crazy
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| Fried green tomatoes and sawmill gravy
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| Takin' pride in workin' hard for a livin'
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| Pray before meals, it feels good givin'
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| Back to the needy, greedy’s not us
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| Thank God for it, even if it ain’t much
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| That’s how we does it down here in the mud
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| What else can I say, y’all, it’s in my blood
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| It’s either in your blood or it ain’t
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| That’s how we does it 'round here
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| It’s either in your blood or it ain’t
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| C’mon, y’all
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| It’s a country thang
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| It’s a country thang
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| It’s a country thang
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| It’s just a country thang |