[Intro]
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[Verse]
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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
[Pre-Chorus]
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You could be a cowboy on the Texas plain 
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Or a plowboy waitin' on the rain 
 
We're all a little different, but we're all the same 
 
Everybody doin' their own thing 
[Chorus]
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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
[Verse]
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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
[Chorus]
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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
[Bridge]
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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
[Chorus]
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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 
         C 
It might not've been you, but I ain't judging 
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Just be proud of what makes you country
[Outro]
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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