free country The stars and stripes and an apple for Mommy Zapruder, the first to masturbate The world's first taste of crucified grace And we say, there
Took a minute to adjust, but right now this big shit is workin' I'm white just by chance, but I'm country by God's graces Nowadays I find myself doin'
acid and shitty bourbon Took a minute to adjust, but right now this big shit is workin I'm white just by chance, but I'm country by God's graces Nowadays
(S. Dentone) Co-arranged with Big Boss Band Well I wanna be in Nashville In the home of white culture In the home of country Well I wanna be in Chicago
all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates , there aint nuthin wrong with them big city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country
In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities There ain't no doubt in my mind Country must be country
-Mart, my mind on the country roads [Chorus 2x - Nappy Roots] I just wanna goooo On the country roads and get blowwwwed On the country roads again rolllll Been on the country
country shit! [Chorus] [Skinny DeVille] Even though I picture better days, I'm thankful for the chance I got to say amen The Lord done blessed me with his grace
?m an angry drunk when I?m grabbing a rum, And skull shots till we fall from grace like Eric Clapton?s son, South of the country, west of the city, Chip
Got a rock and roll ditty From the heart of the city To a country lane far away Drums are beatin' And the bass repeatin' And it rocks you to sleep just
): Relax, enjoy yourself You know it's only a glorious game They've fruit trees growin' in an open field And wild roses bloomin' down a country lane Look
plans for you, man) He ate his weight in country ham Killed on pills and woke in disgraceland Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace-Land Dis-Grace
bar is crammed to the rafters with tales of narrowly averted disasters and the whiskey is flowin like never before as all over the country folks
a rockin' chair just to be with me Until that first big June bug buzzes by her head See I'm about as country as she gets Yeah, I'm about as country as
I take pride in everything I've got 'Cause I'm American-born and country by the grace of God We build a world of dreams on a big ol' piece of land We
A Country boy can survive And a Country boy can survive Cause you cant starve us out, cant make me run Hey there boy, I got a big shotgun We say grace
I love a free country The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy Zapruder the first to masturbate The world's first taste of crucified grace And
get here I wanna be east of anywhere (take me) out of the everywhere Into the here Sublime to ride Reside Up high In wide-open big sky country Sweet