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There's a housefly swimmin' in my sweet tea Hey darlin', pass another Kerr jar to me Butter drippin' off a biscuit, baby, better take a bite Cantaloupe thumps like it's finally ripe Box fan on a lawn chair suckin' in swamp air 200 mile marker signs from nowhere That's what country is It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall It's a hideaway bed in an old horse stall Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone's farm kiss It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell in the cotton It's a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten It's homemade peach ice cream on sun burnt lips That's what country is When the sun starts slippin' from the delta sky And the last scarecrow tucks in for the night Make a fire, throw a blanket on the sandy bank 'Bout an hour 'til we feel the first catfish yank Barefoot cane pole wavin' at the riverboats And when they're gone take a dip in the moon glow That's what country is It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall It's a hideaway bed in an old horse stall Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone's farm kiss It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell in the cotton It's a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten It's homemade peach ice cream on sun burnt lips That's what country is It ain't a jacked up truck that's never seen a pasture It's cars pullin' over for a no cab tractor It's homemade peach ice cream on sun burnt lips No, it can't be bought, it's somethin' you're born with That's what country is That's what country is That's what country is That's what country is
Writer(s): Shane Mcanally, Jamie Teachenor Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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