Uncountry

I spent my summers growing up looking for bullets from the civil war Wasn't much else to do in that old Virginia town I bought me a Gibson got the hell out of Clifton while the gettin' was good Started making my living with a band and a van no one understood No one understood Fifteen years of laying my head on a different stranger's floor Everyday's another stage as you struggle with the pain from the night before Drive until dawn, no sleep, no time to have a life of my own Cause there's bills to pay and the only way is to keep on movin' on Just keep on movin' on I sweat and bleed for every dollar that I earn I always break my back, and I never break my word If you take a good look I bet you'd see There ain't nothing uncountry about me To see me up here on this stage, you might not believe That I cut my teeth on "Country Roads" and "The Fightin' Side of Me" Now I'm no stranger to the pain that a hard day's work will bring you And ask me where I got these scars, I'll be more than glad to sing you My song of sad regret I sweat and bleed for every dollar that I earn I always break my back, and I never break my word If you take a good look I bet you'd see There ain't nothing uncountry about me Oh I'll fight through anything that's in my way I'm always gonna be here and I ain't never gonna break If you take a good look I bet you'd see There ain't nothing uncountry about There ain't nothing uncountry about There ain't nothing uncountry about me Ain't nothing uncountry about me