That's Country - Brian Davis

She was sittin' on a hay bale

Straw in her mouth

Pa’s on the John Deere pullin' that plow

Granny’s fried chicken ridin' shotgun

Greasin' that brown bag on up

After 10 hours of sweat on my brow

There ain’t nothin like watchin the sun go down over

Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows, that’s country

Old truck covered up in farm mud, that’s country

Hoe, barn, chickens in yard, drinkin' shine from a Mason jar

Ain’t nothin' like livin' a life country

Pray for rain when you’re in a drought

Make it the sun when you’re about to drown

Seventh day you take a rest, on a pew in your Sunday best

It’s Monday morning and that old rooster crows

Put on my overalls 'cause it’s time to tend to those

Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows, that’s country

Old truck covered up in farm mud, that’s country

Hoe, barn, chickens in yard, drinkin' shine from a Mason jar

Ain’t nothin' like livin' a life country

It’s a hard life, long days, short nights

But I wouldn’t change a thing

Cause there’s nothing like

Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows, that’s country

Old truck covered up in farm mud, that’s country

Corn rows, dirt roads, Lord knows, that’s country

Old truck covered up in farm mud, that’s country

Hoe, barn, chickens in yard, drinkin shine from a Mason jar

Ain’t nothin' like livin' a life, no there ain’t nothin' like livin' a life

country

That’s country

Well that’s Country