I Call It Country

What do you call it when a good old boy

Takes his girl down by the river?

Lays a blanket in the shade of an old oak tree

Bottle of wine, big blue sky, tackle-box and a fishin' line

There's just one word that says it all to me

I call it country to the bone, country stone cold, deep down, homegrown

Country in your roots, country to your boots, that's what it is

I call it country

What do you call when a school ring starts wearing though your old blue jeans?

Or when you won't stop wearin' your favorite dirty hat?

Some might call it redneck, backwoods, hillbilly

But to me, there's only one good word for that

I call it country to the bone, country stone cold, deep down, homegrown

Country in your roots, country to your boots, that's what it is

I call it country

I call it country

What do you call it when a guy like me

Falls in love with a girl as sweet as apple pie

And pretty as a rose in bloom?

I call it country to the bone, country stone cold, deep down, homegrown

Country in your roots, country to your boots, that's what it is

I call it country to the bone, country stone cold, deep down, homegrown

Country in your roots, country to your boots, that's what it is

I call it country

I call it country

I call it country

That's country