| I quit hunting with my daddy, guess I didn’t make the time
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| And it’s been a year since I’ve seen a deer and a small mouth on the line
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| The other day I hooked a monster and as I reeled him in
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| I thought 'man it feels good to be country again'
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| I spent with this time in Nashville than more time in L.A.
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| My back home buddies, they quit calling, thought I had too much on my plate
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| But last night we cracked some cooled beers and cranked air church to ten
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| Man it feels good to be country again
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| Yeah, I love me some California, but it sure ain’t Tennessee
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| And my roots down there in Georgia, yeah they start missing me
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| And I wouldn’t trade the things I’ve done or the places that I’ve been
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| Man it feels good to be country again
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| I traded in my Silverado, I didn’t need no four by four
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| I tucked my boots in the back of the closet, they didn’t feel like me no more
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| But I dug 'em out and slipped 'em on, they been on my feet since then
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| Man it feels good to be country again
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| Woooh Woooh
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| Yeah, I love me some California, but it sure ain’t Tennessee
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| And my roots down there in Georgia, yeah they start missing me
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| And I wouldn’t trade the things I’ve done or the places that I’ve been
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| Man it feels good to be country again
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| I traded sunsets with my wife, for hours on my phone
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| And even when I was right beside her, I still wasn’t really home
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| But last night we made a fire, I watched the moonlight kiss her skin
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| I thought 'man it feels good to be country again'
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| Yeah, I saw the light, I found my way home
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| I’ll thank you, Lord, Amen
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| Man it feels good to be country again |