| Well I’m country as a cricket
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| On the creek bank in the shade
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| Son I’m down home like a gospel song on a hymn book page
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| I’m a good time with a guitar
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| And a good shot with a gun
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| And I’m an old schooler got some cans in a cooler
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| On backroads beer run
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| And I’ve got dixieland beneath my feet
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| And I was raised up down where roots run deep
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| And I was born a good ol boy by the grace of the good Lords hands
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| Now can I get a amen
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| Got a Bible on the dresser, a 45 in the drawer
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| And if your tred on me hoss you best believe you’ll know what I got em for
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| It ain’t no mystery I like simplicity
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| And that’s how I spend my days
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| And my family traditions are hunting and fishing
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| And leaning towards the old ways
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| And I’ve got dixieland beneath my feet
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| And I was raised up down where roots run deep
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| And I was born a good ol boy by the grace of the good Lords hands
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| Now can I get a amen
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| I’m just laid up here in a country state of mind
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| Canceling out some daylight flights in my duckblind
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| I got a pickup truck a few white tail bucks and longbeards on the wall
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| I thank the good Lord twice every morning I rise
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| For this life hey how bout ya’ll
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| And I’ve got dixieland beneath my feet
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| And I was raised up down where roots run deep
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| And I was born a good ol boy by the grace of the good Lords hands
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| Now can I get a amen |