| Everybody talkin' 'bout dirt roads
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| Everybody talkin' like Jethro
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| Everybody talkin' 'bout the tall pines
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| Everybody runnin' on moonshine
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| Everybody’s sayin' that «y'all"word
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| Thinking we’re all a little backward
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| Everybody thinkin' they can put us in a box of grits
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| Well country this
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| Well I don’t know what you call it but I sure love haulin'
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| Got the jukebox bumpin', got the red lights pumpin'
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| Got the cowgirls teasin' all the boys on the floor
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| Got their heads all bobbin', everybody wantin' more
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| If you don’t like it out here in the boondocks
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| Give that knob a twist
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| Country this
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| Everybody talkin' that slow talk
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| Nothing but scarecrows and corn stocks
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| Out here in the city limit backside
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| Where the necks run a little on the red side
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| Everybody talkin' 'bout rhinestones
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| Everybody’s soundin' like George Jones
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| Everybody from the city tryin' to tell you what country is
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| Well country this
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| Well I don’t know what you call it but I sure love haulin'
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| Got the jukebox bumpin', got the red lights pumpin'
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| Got the cowgirls teasin' all the boys on the floor
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| Got their heads all bobbin', everybody wantin' more
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| If you don’t like it out here in the boondocks
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| Give that knob a twist
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| Ain’t got a hat
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| Ain’t nothing wrong with that
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| Don’t need a pickup truck
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| Common and crank it up
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| Well I don’t know what you call it but I sure love haulin'
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| Got the jukebox bumpin', got the red lights pumpin'
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| Got the cowgirls teasin' all the boys on the floor
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| Got their heads all bobbin', everybody wantin' more
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| If you don’t like it out here in the boondocks
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| Give that knob a twist
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| Country this
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| Yeah |