Baby I'm Country

[Verse 1]
Truck seat dusty
Boots on the dash
I ain’t made of money
But I ain’t made of glass
Got a thrift store flannel
And a gas station tan
I’m a front porch legend
Not an Instagram brand
[Chorus]
Baby I’m country
Turn it up loud
Beer in my hand
I’m lost in this crowd
I don’t need diamonds
I don’t need a mansion
I ain’t gotta fake it
I’m country
Not a Kardashian
Baby I’m country
(yell it out, yeah, yell it out)
[Verse 2]
Mama taught manners
Daddy taught grit
We fix what’s broken
We don’t just quit
Got mud on my tires
Not makeup on my face
I’m right where I belong
In this honky-tonk place
[Chorus]
[Bridge]
Give me back roads
Give me loud bands
Give me real folks
Clappin’ their hands (hey!)
If you feel that
Sing it with passion
I’m proud of who I am
I’m country
Not a Kardashian
[Chorus]

dance, Up-tempo modern country banger, big kick and snare with bright acoustic guitars and a swaggering electric riff. Male vocals with a grin in the tone; gang shouts on the hook. Fiddle stabs and banjo rolls in the turnarounds, bass locked in for a two-step groove. Chorus explodes with stacked harmonies and crowd-chant energy, perfect for tailgates and bar dance floors., country, loud