Ain't That Country

He laughs a little too loud, stays out too Late. Smokes some red and drinks too much bottom shelf Whiskey. Huntin', cussin', spittin', burnin' that candle at Both ends. But ain't that country? He fishes a little more than he reads that King James. He searches for God out on the water just Like his dad did. Livin', prayin', sinnin', boots in the mud, Washed in the blood. But ain't that country? There's always a little more month at The end of the money, but it keeps on Runnin'. Yeah, buddy, that's country. His heart ain't gold, but he loves his woman Through wind, rain, and dust storm. That's country. Oh, it ain't always pretty. Sometimes you gotta get your hands dirty. But yeah, but ain't that country? Yeah. He's done some wrongs, done some rights, Won and lost some fights. Highs and lows, that's the way it goes. It ain't always sweet tea. Lovin', runnin', son of a gun and like an Old outlaw. But ain't that country? Yeah. He's a rusted out old four-wheel drive, Burnin' up hills, still got bite. That's country. He's red, white, and collar blue American. He's me, he's you. That's country. Dog-gone nothin' gets a city. Just likes his road dirt and gritty. Yeah, Ain't that country? Ain't that country? Yeah. Buddy Rogers. Yeah, there's always a little more month at the End of the money, but it keeps on runnin'. Yeah, buddy, that's country. Oh, his heart ain't gold, but he loves his Woman through wind, rain, and dust storm. That's country. Oh, it ain't always pretty. Sometimes you gotta get your hands dirty. Yeah, but ain't that country? Ain't that country? Well, now I laugh a little too loud and Stay out too late.