Country Again

I quit hunting with my daddy, guess I didn’t make the time
And it’s been a year since I’ve seen a deer and a small mouth on the line
The other day I hooked a monster and as I reeled him in
I thought 'man it feels good to be country again'
I spent with this time in Nashville than more time in L.A.
My back home buddies, they quit calling, thought I had too much on my plate
But last night we cracked some cooled beers and cranked air church to ten
Man it feels good to be country again
Yeah, I love me some California, but it sure ain’t Tennessee
And my roots down there in Georgia, yeah they start missing me
And I wouldn’t trade the things I’ve done or the places that I’ve been
Man it feels good to be country again
I traded in my Silverado, I didn’t need no four by four
I tucked my boots in the back of the closet, they didn’t feel like me no more
But I dug 'em out and slipped 'em on, they been on my feet since then
Man it feels good to be country again
Woooh Woooh
Yeah, I love me some California, but it sure ain’t Tennessee
And my roots down there in Georgia, yeah they start missing me
And I wouldn’t trade the things I’ve done or the places that I’ve been
Man it feels good to be country again
I traded sunsets with my wife, for hours on my phone
And even when I was right beside her, I still wasn’t really home
But last night we made a fire, I watched the moonlight kiss her skin
I thought 'man it feels good to be country again'
Yeah, I saw the light, I found my way home
I’ll thank you, Lord, Amen
Man it feels good to be country again