Country Got It Right

To hell with all this traffic

And to hell with all our taxes

Stuck at these damn red lights, man

Yeah, we're all just living backwards

I wish just for a second we could slow down

And ride on the wings of a blue-collar crowd

You can bet your life that country got it right

We got the boom box going boom

And we got beer stains on our boots

We got mud on the tyres and real big fires

Man, find me somethin' to shoot

We got sparks lightin' up the skies

Having ourselves a redneck time

I need four chords and the truth

Me and you

Country got it right, yeah

We don't need no fancy cocktails with names I can't pronounce

Or our food deconstructed like we're building ourselves a house

We need more tailgates and shine as the day turns into night

Talkin' shit out in the stix, yeah

Country, keep gettin' it right

We got the boom box going boom

And we got beer stains on our boots

We got mud on the tyres and real big fires

Man, find me somethin' to shoot

We got sparks lightin' up the skies

Having ourselves a damn good time

I need four chords and the truth

Me and you

Country got it right, yeah

Oooh yeah

Man, this concrete's gettin' old

I just need to free my soul

And swap the satellites for a big bonfire

Let's play some more country tonight

With the boom box going boom

And we got beer stains on our boots

We got mud on the tyres and real big fires

Man, find me somethin' to shoot

We got sparks lightin' up the skies

Having ourselves a redneck time

I need four chords and the truth

Me and you

Country got it right, yeah

Oh, yeah

Hey

Country got it right, yeah

Man, this concrete's gettin' old

I just need to free my soul

And swap the satellites for a big bonfire

Let's play some more country tonight