Country - Angaleena Presley

This is country

Country

Country

Souped up, jacked up, turn it up, feel the love

Trucker hat, western snap, Wrangler jeans, Skoal

In a field, on a boat, on a farm, and a goat

Ride 'em ride 'em hometown, homegrown, this my home

This my town, country country yes sirree, backroad

Backwoods, bonfire, I’m on fire, firecracker

Fourth of July, white t-shirt, apple pie, barefoot

Bigfoot, bushy beard, here comes the hook

Whoa whoa, yee-haw!

Whoa whoa

Country

Turn it on, get it on, bring it on, Les Poissons

Git 'er done, hot dog buns, Chevrolet, anti-gay

On a beach, up the holler, 'nother song, good dollar

Cowboy, that’s my name, blue jeans, tight jeans

Holey jeans, cutoff jeans, jeans, jeans, jeans, jeans

Dashboard, dry humpin', Hank thumpin', country bumpkin

Country boy, country girl, thank God I’m a country boy

Long-haired country boy and I’m out here in the country

Whoo, we’re keepin' it country!

Whoa whoa, yee-haw!

Whoa whoa

Catfish

There used to be a place downtown

Where they threw nut shells on the floor

But they cleaned up and went corporate

And now I don’t go there no more

My mama bartended that place

When it was a dive and alive

But they sold it out to retire

And chase that American Pie

Now we got no Hank and Johnny

No Waylon playin', Dwight Yoakam on radio

Just a crazy load of these country posers

I suppose a couple are real

But they’ll never make it

So thank God for Sturgill Simpson

'Cause Music Row can fuckin' save it

But I’m fuckin' gettin' it son

A hollow tip following chumps through Tennessee with the remedy

You should be gettin' some

Slumerican boss, Shooter Jennings, a new beginning

A rude awakening for you who fakin' the music industry out

Whoa whoa

Whoa whoa

Country

Oh, country

Yeah

And fishin'

Fishin'

Yee-haw!