Joe Diffie - C-O-U-N-T-R-Y Lyrics
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 ta have fun,I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gunI like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs,Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer.That's the way I'm gonna be 'till the day I die,C-O-U-N-T-R-YMy 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 Boogy Woogy, Ragae, 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-YYou 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-YThat's the way we're gonna be until the day we dieC-O-U-N-T-R-YI said C-O-U-N-T-R-Y