| Hell I’m just a country singer
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| Who can’t write a country song
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| I got my boots and hat
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| But lack the brush to paint the town
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| I got so many great ideas
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| When I ain’t got a pen to write 'em down
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| I’m stuck, holdin' this inside
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| 'Cause it keeps comin' out all wrong
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| 'Cause I’m just a country singer
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| Who can’t write country songs, no
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| Well it’s been a dream of mine
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| Since I was smaller then I am
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| I’ve got the rhythm in my ears and feet
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| But it won’t come out of my hands
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| And if you listen to my achein' heart
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| There’s a country beat so strong
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| Said I’m a full blood country singer
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| But I can’t write a country song
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| But I could write you a rock song anyday
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| But I just don’t get my kicks that way
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| I’ll huff, and I’ll puff
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| Til' I blow you all away
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| With one kick a** country song
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| Im’a gunna write one day
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| Well, I’m waitin' for the cowboy
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| Fancy free with faded jeans
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| There ain’t too many round here
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| Who can give me what i need
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| He’ll have to sing to me each day
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| Songs he wrote about love
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| And have to get to packin'
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| If they weren’t country enough |
| Even I could write you a love song anyday
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| But i just don’t get my kicks that way
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| I’ll huff, and I’ll puff
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| Til' I blow you all away
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| With one kick a** country song
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| Im’a gunna write one day
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| (Yodeling)
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| I could write you a rock song anyday
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| But I just don’t get my kicks that way
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| I’ll huff, and I’ll puff
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| Til' I blow you all away
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| With one kick a** country song
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| Im’a gunna write one day
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| With one kick a** country song
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| Im’a gunna write one day |