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Chris Ledoux

Genres: Country

I'm Country Lyrics - Chris Ledoux

I'm country 

Well there's a little word and it fits me to a t 

I don't know how you spell it but it's country and that's me. 

I laugh when I'm happy and cry when I'm blue 

cus when I'm mad like I'm suppose to do 

On a saturday night I'll have a drink or two 

And hollow at the moon I'm country. 

 

I chew tobaccer and spit it on the ground 

Talk to the cows when no one ain't around 

I'm trapped on the mountain when the snows falling down 

Yes sir boys I'm country 

 

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I'm as country as bronc on the western plains 

Just as wild and twice as hard to tame 

As high on living as a noon day sun, yea 

I'll be country til the day I'm done. 

 

City folks think I'm crude I guess 

You can tell I'm a hick by the way I dress 

But that don't matter I'm as happy as can be 

And proud as heck that I'm country. 

Well there's nothing wrong with city if you like it that's fine 

Drivin' them freeways wasting it's time, 

But I bet you folks in the back of your mind, kinda wish you was country don't 

Ya. 

 

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Come on boys keep singing them country songs who knows maybe we will just 

Convert some of these city folks into country folks and they'll all move out to 

The country and then the country wont be country anymore. hold on 

 

I just gave you one side to the whole picture because 

Country is heart and dust and snow where the winters get down to forty below 

And the works is hard 

And the pay sure low and it ain't all roses being country. 

Hang in there folks don't do nothin' foolish now 

You got yourself a nice high paying job air conditioned offices 

Yea you got movie theaters right on down the street there 

You got yourself a city park too, now that's country 

And there you don't have to worry about no rattle snakes biting on your leg 

Or no abdominal snowman coming down and tearing off your head or nothing like 

That there 

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