It's What I Am

I got my first guitar when I was just a boy

I was playing the blues instead of playing with toys

Listening to the Opry and dreaming of the neon lights

So it was late to bed and early to rise

I worked the field all day and the crowd all night

My finger on the trigger and Nashville in my sights

Yeah, I'm a real thing singing songs about real life

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin

Never really worried if I fit in

Country ain't what I sing

It's what I am

This hat ain't something I wear for style

These boots have been around a while

Country ain't what I sing

It's what I am

I learned to drive on a red dirt road

Used to cruise the strip on rock 'n' roll

Drove around on miles and miles of Texas

And as I grew, daddy showed me how

To earn a livin' by the sweat of my brow

And I'm damn proud to follow in his steps

He said, "Work hard and let the good Lord do the rest"

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin

Never really worried if I fit in

Country ain't what I sing

It's what I am

This truck ain't something I drive for style

These boots have been around a while

Country ain't what I sing

It's what I am

Yeah

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin

Never really worried if I fit in

Country ain't what I sing

It's what I am

This hat ain't something I wear for style

These boots have been around a while

Country ain't what I sing

It's what I am

It's what I am