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Hot sun goin' down, heatin' up this little town |
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The cows are fed and the plowin's all been done |
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Moon light, fireflies, beer on the bank by the riverside |
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We're gonna have ourselves a little fun |
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Dancin' on the tailgates and raisin' a little Cain |
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Rockin' in the pastures and rollin' in the hay |
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It's the life I love |
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And I'm gonna live it 'til they bury me |
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I can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things |
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And I take pride in everything I've got |
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'Cause I'm American born and country by the grace of God, yeah |
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I don't need no Cadillacs, you can't put no hay bails in the back |
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It won't cross a creek or tow no heavy load |
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I don't like a high rise cluttering up my clear blue skies |
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Don't wanna be where the city's all that grows |
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Some are born with a silver spoon and some come from the farm |
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Some have a ball in the mansion, but we get down in the barn |
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It's the life I love |
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And I'm gonna live it 'til they bury me |
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I can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things |
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And I take pride in everything I've got |
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'Cause I'm American born and country by the grace of God, yeah |
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We build a world of dreams on a big ol' piece of land |
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We're free to so anything we like, we're country so we can |
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It's the life I love |
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And I'm gonna live it 'til they bury me |
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I can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things |
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And I take pride in everything I've got |
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'Cause I'm American born and country by the grace of God, yeah |
