I Love My Country

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Woo-ooh-ooh Yeah, baby

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Out here ain't nothing but woods and water
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Drop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
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Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle
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How the good Lord intended it, yes he did

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I love my country, I love my country
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Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
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We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
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Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
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I'm loud and proud, rolling into town
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Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound
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Ain't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
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I love my country and I love my country
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Up loud

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   (Woo-ooh-ooh)
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Barbecue, steak fries, styrofoam plate date night
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George Strait singing greats while, we turning up, sitting lake-side
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That pedal steel, she straight sliding Over here, to me
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she do that Alabama shake, like you ain't ever seen

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I love my country, I love my country
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Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
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We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
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Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
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I'm loud and proud, rolling into town
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Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound
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Ain't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
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I love my country and I love my country

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Up loud   (Woo-ooh-ooh)
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I love my country up loud
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I'm talking way up loud

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I like pop, and rock, and rap, I like Skynyrd
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And going out downtown when I'm with her
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Like driving too fast down a 4-lane road
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But damn sure nowhere close to the way that

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I love my country, I love my country
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Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
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We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
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Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
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I'm loud and proud, rolling into town
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Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound
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Ain't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
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I love my country and I love my country
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Up loud

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  Yeah, baby (Woo-ooh-ooh)
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I love my country up loud
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Yeah, way up loud

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    That's a country-ass lick right there, boy   yee-yee!
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