I’m country

Yes sir,

I’m country raised

Boots on dirt roads, horseback days

Born and built where the wild winds blow

In the hills where the hard men grow

Backroads, hollers, I’ve made my way

Smell of cattle at the break of day

Sacks in the barn and a rooster’s crow

Beans, cold water, that’s all we’d know

Mama and Daddy raised me right

Didn’t need much but a bed at night

An old wool blanket for winter’s freeze

And the river to cool that summer heat

But I like my name brands, I won’t lie

Clean-cut jeans and a lifted ride

And though my money’s country earned

It’s honest cash — every dollar burned

These hills remember where I’ve been

Tall pine shadows, thick and green

Hard work stacked up, load by load

Roll your sleeves up — let’s hit the road

Yeah, I’m country born

From Chicago town to Monterey

From Sonora sun to the USA

Sometimes a side-by-side in the dust

Sometimes horseback, ‘cause I trust

Old farm truck or highway miles

Depends on business or backroad trials

And if I’m out with a pretty thing

Got that HEMI waitin’, engine sing

Got Guadalupe close to my heart

Saint Jude never lets me part

Yeah, I’m young but I stand my ground

Faith runs deep where I’m from

And if they ask why I love too hard

Blame my granddad — he set that card

With pride I say it loud and clear

I’m country raised, and I’m still right here

I wear nice things but I won’t forget

Where I come from, I ain’t done yet

Best advice from an old man’s hand

Forever thankful for my old man

And these hills can testify

Through the pines I learned to ride

Took my chances, earned my name

Country blood runs through my veins

Yeah… I’m country raised.