Not Country

I’m not the same as everyone and that’s all fine by me

Sittin' in a truck on a dirt road with a girl ain’t the words I breathe

I put a little twang in my singing, and I write about my truth

But I don’t feel at home inside a pair of cowboy boots

I didn’t grow up in a farm town, but I know a thing or two

I spent a lot of time round a record player screaming out "Boy Named Sue"

I came up playing rock n roll underage in prairie bars

Singing sweet child through an amplifier with screeching cheap guitars

I won’t waste my time, tryna change my life

I can’t be what you want me to be

Cuz when I’m on stage with bell bottom legs it’s a place where I feel free

You may not like it, I know

Some people love it, and so

I don’t care when you’re barking up my tree

May not be Country, but I sure as hell am me

I never claim to be someone different than I am

They wouldn’t show me in Hollywood but I don’t give a damn

I’d rather be on a dusty stage making noise every night

Driving you wild with our party style till they turn out the lights

I won’t waste my time, tryna change my life

I can’t be what you want me to be

Cuz when I’m on stage with bell bottom legs it’s a place where I feel free

You may not like it, I know

Some people love it, and so

I don’t care when you’re barking up my tree

May not be Country, but I sure as hell am me

Oh oh

Come on now

I won’t waste my time, tryna change my life

I can’t be what you want me to be

Cuz when I’m on stage with bell bottom legs it’s a place where I feel free

You may not like it, I know

Some people love it, and so

I don’t care when you’re barking up my tree

May not be Country, but I sure as hell am me

May not be Country, but I sure as hell am me