Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Wes Mack
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Wesley MacInnes
Songwriter
Karen Kosowski
Songwriter
Victoria Banks
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jordan Orbek
Mixing Engineer
Lyrics
When I feel too far gone
I throw on a song
Something bout Alan Jackson he just gets me
When this life gets too hard
I floor this beat up car
Till I find those small town lights right where they left me
And I go
Flying down a back wood road
Rattle those speakers loud as they go
Got my high school flame beside me
Hand out the window
All my best buddies roll up
Crack a couple beers, build a bonfire, light it up
Man, It’s everything I’ll ever need
That’s my country
Mmhmm
That’s my country
Yeah
It might not look like much
But all that tin roof rust
And those potholes in the dust feel like a part of me
I got that open sky
And every county line
Written like a map across the heart of me
It takes me...
Flying down a back wood road
Rattle those speakers loud as they go
Got my high school flame beside me
Hand out the window
All my best buddies roll up
Crack a couple beers, build a bonfire, light it up
Man, It’s everything I’ll ever need
That’s my country
Uh huh
That’s my country
Yeah
It’s just gravel and two lanes
But everybody knows my name
The world can change, but one thing stays the same
That’s my country
Uh huh
That’s my country
Yeah
It takes me...
Flying down a back wood road
Rattle those speakers loud as they go
Got my high school flame beside me
Hand out the window
All my best buddies roll up
Crack a couple beers, build a bonfire, light it up
Man, It’s everything I’ll ever need
That’s my country
Aw Yeah
That’s my country
Yeah
Written by: Karen Kosowski, Victoria Banks, Wesley MacInnes

