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This is my country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you ain't never cheated or been cheated on
Then take off your boots you rhinestone fraud
Give me cheatin' drinkin' and outlaw songs
Hard times foolish pride done me wrong
Flirtin' with the Devil
Get right with the Man
Amen pain songs one night stands
You can keep your picket fence fantasies
And put a cork in your high school memories
This is my country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you ain't never spent a single night in jail
Then get another job and I'll see you in hell
I'm drawn like a moth to the neon lights
I need a bucket of beer and someone to fight
Don't call yourself country if your music is shitty
Or this Carolina boy'll take you down to Fist City
You know who you are, I ain't gonna name names
Just keep your hands off my country
And go back from where ya came
My country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you ain’t never done something you regret
Well, then I’m proud of ya
Now git!
Get that pussified polished pop song piece of
Glorified nursery rhyme outta my face
Wintertime springtime summertime autumn
Show me to the jukebox and Yoakam if you got him
I want country like Johnny
Country like Merle
Country like Loretta that honky tonk girl
Country like Townes
Country like Travis
I’m a country-fried junkie with a bad habit
Country like Kris
Country like Gretchen
If you ain’t cookin’ country then get out of the kitchen
I want country like Hank One Two and Three
Droppin’ like peaches from the family tree
Country like women, whiskey and wheels
Yeah I know if it’s country cuz I know how it feels
Country like Waylon
Country like Willie
Country like lightnin’ in a hillbilly
This is my country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you can’t sing along to
“Tear In My Beer”
Then don’t forget your coat
And get the fuck out of here

My Country

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This is my country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you ain't never cheated or been cheated on
Then take off your boots you rhinestone fraud
Give me cheatin' drinkin' and outlaw songs
Hard times foolish pride done me wrong
Flirtin' with the Devil
Get right with the Man
Amen pain songs one night stands
You can keep your picket fence fantasies
And put a cork in your high school memories
This is my country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you ain't never spent a single night in jail
Then get another job and I'll see you in hell
I'm drawn like a moth to the neon lights
I need a bucket of beer and someone to fight
Don't call yourself country if your music is shitty
Or this Carolina boy'll take you down to Fist City
You know who you are, I ain't gonna name names
Just keep your hands off my country
And go back from where ya came
My country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you ain’t never done something you regret
Well, then I’m proud of ya
Now git!
Get that pussified polished pop song piece of
Glorified nursery rhyme outta my face
Wintertime springtime summertime autumn
Show me to the jukebox and Yoakam if you got him
I want country like Johnny
Country like Merle
Country like Loretta that honky tonk girl
Country like Townes
Country like Travis
I’m a country-fried junkie with a bad habit
Country like Kris
Country like Gretchen
If you ain’t cookin’ country then get out of the kitchen
I want country like Hank One Two and Three
Droppin’ like peaches from the family tree
Country like women, whiskey and wheels
Yeah I know if it’s country cuz I know how it feels
Country like Waylon
Country like Willie
Country like lightnin’ in a hillbilly
This is my country
My damn country
Give me my country
You can keep the rest
This is my country
My damn country
And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
If you can’t sing along to
“Tear In My Beer”
Then don’t forget your coat
And get the fuck out of here