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C-O-U-N-T-R-Y (1996)
I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car
But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar
I know how to work and how to have fun
I'm a good-timing, blue-collar, son-of-a-gun
I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, county fairs
Hunting and fishing and ice-cold beer
That's the way I'm gonna be till the day I die C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes
She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots
She can dance to the music, all night long
She's a stick of dynamite she's bad to the bone
She likes Boogie-Woogie, Regae, Rap, Pop, and Soul,
Hip-Hop Blues, and Rock and Roll
If you really want to know what drives her wild C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

You might not know it by the way we talk
We might not show it by the way we walk
But we're true and tried genuine certified C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
That's the way we're gonna be until the day we die C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
I said C-O-U-N-T-R-Y

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C-O-U-N-T-R-Y (1996)

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