Workin' on My Country

Boots on the ground taking bills to the bank Riding round in trucks with that ole hank cranked Dirt on a white shirt, hands that know hard work Talking like yes ma'am and no sir Pine on the pew red written in the word All you need is three chords for the truth to be heard Bunch of neighbors chippin' in, working hard, weekends Down here everybody knows Out here doing just fine Doors always open if you wanna stop by I've seen city lights I can tell ya they got nothing on a southern starry night Got a lot to learn Favors to return Lotta life to give Respect to earn Guess I'll always be Always be Always be Workin' on my country That's just how this good ole girl was raised Round here ya ask daddy fore ya offer last names Waiting on your turn, opening doors first Living everyday just to pay it forward Out here doing just fine Doors always open if you wanna stop by I've seen city lights I can tell ya they got nothing on a southern starry night Got a lot to learn Favors to return Lotta life to give Respect to earn Guess I'll always be Always be Always be Workin' on my country Never wanna change it, can ya really blame it Just a patch of planet that ya never take for granted Troubles made for getting in Holes are made for watering Stands are made for bucking Back roads are made for trucking it Troubles made for getting in Holes are made for watering Stands are made for bucking Back roads are made for trucking it Out here doing just fine Doors always open if you wanna stop by I've seen city lights I can tell ya they got nothing on a southern starry night Got a lot to learn Favors to return Lotta life to give Respect to earn Guess I'll always be Always be Always be Guess I'll always be Always be damn proud to be Workin' on my country