Ridin' twenty miles on a midnight train Just to go fishin' in the pourin' rain Take along your baby just 'cause you're in love Fishin' and lovin', I can't get enough Well, that's country, I was raised a country child Now that's country, baby, that's my style Got me a pick-up, I got a piece of nothin' farm Shotgun and a hound dog, I got a tractor in the barn Rockin' chair on my front porch and a jug of home-made wine When I ain't makin' music, that's how I spend my time Well, that's country, I was born, yes, a country child Now that's Country but baby, that's my style You know, every man and woman Oughta have a place to lay their burdens down You all can do it in that city But it ain't the same in a big old town Now let me just talk to y'all one time Have you ever laid in a field of clover late into the night? An' watched a shooting star fall from heaven till the moon fades outta sight Get up an' go visitin', that's just what neighbors do I'm proud to be from the country, now how about you? Oh, that's country, I was raised on that Mississippi mile Now, that's country, but baby, that's my style Well, that's country, yes, I was born a country child Now that's country and baby, that's my style © UNIVERSAL-SONGS OF POLYGRAM INT'L; Bu döküman AkorMerkezi.com'da yayınlanmıştır. http://www.akormerkezi.com