Country Again

I quit hunting with my daddy. Guess I didn't make the time. And it's been a year since I've seen a Deer, had a small mouth on a line. The other day I hooked a monster, And as I reeled him in, I thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again." I spent way less time in Nashville and more Time in LA. My back home buddies, they quit calling, Thought I had too much on my plate. But last night we cracked some cold beers and Cranked Eric Church to ten. Thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again." Yeah, I love me some California, But it sure ain't Tennessee. And my roots down there in Georgia, Yeah, they started missing me. And I wouldn't change the things I've done or The places that I've been. Man, it feels good to be country again. I traded in my Silverado, didn't need no Four-by-four. Tucked my boots in the back of the closet. They didn't feel like me no more. But I dug 'em out and slipped 'em on. They've been on my feet since then. Man, it feels good to be country again. Yeah, I love me some California, But it sure ain't Tennessee. And my roots down there in Georgia, Yeah, they started missing me. And I wouldn't change the things I've done or The places that I've been. Man, it feels good to be country again. I traded sunsets with my wife For hours on my phone. And even when I was right beside her, I still wasn't really home. But last night we built a fire and watched The moonlight kiss her skin. Thought, "Man, it feels good to be country again. Man, it feels good to be country Again." I saw the light, found my way home. Thank you, Lord, amen. Man, it feels good to be country again.