Country Thang

We’re backwoods Dixie, flat woods pickin'
Shotgun wavin', long-neck drinkin'
Huntin' and a-fishin', workin' and a-wishin' for the weekend
We say: «Yes Ma’am, No Ma’am, Sir, can I lend a hand?»
Take a stand for somethin' we believe in
Love an' pray and do anythin' for a good friend
We like camp fires burnin', buttermilk churnin'
Old folks, dirt roads windin' and a-turnin'
To a muddy creek; jumpin' from a talltree into the deep end
That’s a country thang
People who don’t live it might just think we’ve gone insane
But those of us down home, we can stand right up and say:
It’s a country thang
We like moonlight sippin', late skinny-dippin'
Flat rock skippin', catfish hittin'
Sittin' on a creek-bank, sun’s up but we ain’t leavin'
We like country twang, and good suthern rockin'
Fun in the sun on the bass boat dockin'
Home made wine an' a mess of fish frying an' then a hot pan
Got Gran’mas, gran’pas, newborn young’uns;
Double wide homes an' double first cousins
An old town square an' a county fair: it’s a good plan
It’s a country thang
People who don’t live it mught just think we’ve gone insane
But those of us down home, we can stand right up and say:
It’s a country thang
It’s a country thang
People who don’t live it mught just think we’ve gone insane
But those of us down home, we can stand right up and say:
It’s a country thang
It’s a country thang
It’s a country thang
That’s right!