Lyrics:
With a crooked smile and a heart-shaped face
Comes from the West country where the birds sing bass
She's got a house-big heart where we all live
Insanity has found its way to TV screens
Vision seems impossible to me
They fight (they fight) for king (for king) and country
I never would have thought
my love behind
Yeah I left my love behind
Yeah I'm just a country boy without angels
ahhh just a country boy without gold
An I been to silver
Oh, give me land, lots of land under starry skies above
Don't fence me in
Let me ride through the wide open country that I love
Don't fence me in
know you repping for your country
Sun kissing your brown skin, looking like money
Say she focusing on being an accountant
When you have beauty
Traveled seven hundred miles
Crossed the border to the States
With a plastic bottle running
Cross the desert in a shake
Come to English only country
Mother Necessity with her good intentions
Where would this country be
Without her inventions?
Oh, things were rotten in the land of cotton
Until
heavy and another evening's curls
Mixed up with the morning and your hair
Like a country girl who came across a cat out in the rain
Like a country girl
everything at Sears on layaway
She was Ford over a Chevy
Pepsi over Coke
Country or western, Owens or Jones
That kitchen radio was playin' loud
She
the end, we the people pay
Such a heavy price, just for being alive
And if this country was really free
We'd make paper from hemp and let the forest
like a junkie
Lately, I been gettin' booked all out the country
If you don't love me, homie (fuck that)
Couldn't get it in the spot, we had to stomp
country girls don't complain
Hey mama
So much perfume I thought I'd drown
And the Lord didn't seem to be nowhere around
Oh, I feel like a flower
I was going round from the town to the country
Then going back round
From the country back to the town
I was making rounds from the back to my
over the country (country) I've seen it the same (seen it the same)
Nobody, nobody's winning at this kind of game, hey
We've gotta do better, it's time
My country 'tis of thee
Sweet land of liberty
Of thee I sing
Land where my fathers died
Land of the pilgrim's pride
From every mountain side
Who wants to be a millionaire?
I don't
Have flashy flunkies everywhere?
I don't
Who wants the bother of a country estate?
A country estate is
the same
And the dreams that you will have are public domain
And the country lanes are dead with the time to come
It's not the years you pass
It's
me it'll get funky
Couldn't take me for a flunky
Now I just slump in the country
Country bumkin
Lookin' all chunky
I ain't got a monthly
Done
Dual antennas whippin' in the wind
Lord, there ain't a country station that I can't tune in
She ain't a Cadillac and she ain't a rolls
But there ain't
when you go through West,
Never heard of the Larry Jo Taylor fest,
Think polished pop country crap sounds the best,
Then you ain't met My Texas yet.
You
Suntans and white tank-tops,
Summer time and no flip-flops, a little country,
A little rock. Yeah, yeah.
Dirt road and dashboard lights,
Fool
a country
Founded as a thievery act
Raise the guns
At every self made suspicion
Build the bombs
Corrupt policy's decision
Times are dark/
With
I walked into country music's Hall of Fame
An old guitar hung on the wall that wore Hank Williams' name
As I stood and wondered what a sight to see
Continental film stars. Her body was shaped like a Gretch country
Gentleman guitar. But like a Gretch country gentleman, she was too
Expensive for me.
But
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