[Intro] G  F  C  G
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[Primeira Parte]

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People talkin' 'bout what is and what ain't country
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What gives 'em a right to wear a pair of beat-up boots?
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Is it the size of your tires and your fires, or your wild ass buddies?
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Well, give me a minute, let me hit you with some hometown truth
 
[Pré-Refrão]

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You could be a cowboy on the Texas plain
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Or a plowboy waitin' on the rain
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We're all a little different, but we're all the same
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Everybody doin' their own thing
 
[Refrão 1]

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I got my dirt road cred when I was 12
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On a no-cab tractor hauling them bales
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Backing in boats, fishing limb-lines
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Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines
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Step side covered down in peanut dust
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Friday night spotlight'n, that was us
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It might not've been you, but I ain't judging
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Just be proud of what makes you country
 
[Segunda Parte]

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Does it run in your blood?
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Did it come from your daddy and mama?
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Were you converted by an Alabama song on the radio?
That feels so right
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Did you lock eyes with a little green-eyed girl from Jackson?
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Tell me what got ya, I just gotta know
 
[Refrão 2]

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Me, I got my Sunday learning in a live oak church
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Silver Queen corn in the backyard dirt
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Waiting for the fall to finally come along
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So I can grab my gun and get my outside on
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Step side covered down in peanut dust
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Friday night spotlight'n, that was us
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It might not've been you, but I ain't judging
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Just be proud of what makes you country
 
[Ponte]

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Might be from a city or a little farm town
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Whatever kind of square that you drove around
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Do you wear it on your sleeve or keep it deep down?
You know you gotta let it out
 
[Refrão 1]

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I got my dirt road cred back when I was 12
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On a no-cab tractor hauling them bales
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Backing in boats, fishing limb-lines
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Running bird dogs through the Georgia pines
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Step side covered down in peanut dust
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Friday night spotlight'n, that was us
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It might not've been you, but I ain't judging
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Just be proud of what makes you country
 
[Final]

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You do your kinda country
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They doing they kind of country
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I do my kind of country
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Whatever makes us country