Country Side

It don’t matter where you grew up on a map

We’ve all ran around barefoot in the grass

Or taken a drive just to drive

It ain’t a place or a style it’s a state of mind

And you can go there anytime you like

So turn the radio up tonight

If you’ve worn a barbecue-stained T-shirt underneath a blue clear sky

If you know every single word to 'Thunder Rolls' and 'Mama Tried'

If you blessed the broken road drinks in the air, singing 'Summertime'

Then you got, you got a country side

A country side

A country side

It’s hard work and faith

Blood, sweat and tears

It’s long days and nights but short sweet years

It’s a front porch glass of strawberry wine

Laughed until we cried at suppertime and seeing

Memories when you hear that melody

If you’ve worn a barbecue-stained T-shirt underneath a blue clear sky

If you know every single word to 'Thunder Rolls' and 'Mama Tried'

If you blessed the broken road drinks in the air, singing 'Summertime'

Then you got, you got a country side

A country side

A country side

It’s three chords and truth that define us

It’s 'Family Tradition' that binds us

It’s 'I fall to pieces' 'cause 'You’re Still the One'

It’s 'Barefoot and Blue Jeans' on Fridays

'Forever and Ever, Amen' on Sundays

So 'Raise 'em Up' 'Give It All We Got Tonight'

If you’ve worn a barbecue-stained T-shirt underneath a blue clear sky

If you know every single word to 'Thunder Rolls' and 'Mama Tried'

If you blessed the broken road drinks in the air, singing 'Summertime'

Then you got, you got a country side

A country side

A country side