 
 	
Letra de Country In Me
  
Maybe I could blame it on my daddy
Or something in the water in the Pinishook Creek
Keep the two percent jugs for the flatties
	
 
Or something in the water in the Pinishook Creek
Keep the two percent jugs for the flatties
And a napkin in a cup, that's the country in me
Lay my hand on the Bible
Got my hand on my heart, oh say can ya see
Keep my bed by my rifle
Brother, that's the country in me
So paint my ole pine box in bottomland
Dig a big hole 'neath a red oak tree
Don't put me in a suit, just my old blue collar
Play some Jones when my bones go six feet deep
I might not show it, but I know where I'm going
And if I'ma be there for eternity
Save some acres in sticks
For this Mississippi kid
'Cause you'll never get rid of the country in me
If you think I'm full of shit, you're stepping in it
Take a look inside this camouflage 150
You gonna find you some shine and a bloody buck knife
For them rattlesnake rattles, that's the country in me
So paint my ole pine box in bottomland
Dig a big hole 'neath a red oak tree
Don't put me in a suit, just my old blue collar
Play some Jones when my bones go six feet deep
I might not show it, but I know where I'm going
And if I'ma be there for eternity
Save some acres in sticks
For this Mississippi kid
'Cause you'll never get rid of the country in me
Yeah, the country in me
Lay my hand on the Bible
Bet yo' ass I'm the last of a dying breed
Hey, why the hell would I hide it?
I'm proud of the country in me, yeah
So paint my ole pine box in bottomland
Dig a big hole 'neath a red oak tree
Don't put me in a suit, just my old blue collar
Play some Jones when my bones go six feet deep
I might not show it, but I know where I'm going
And if I'ma be there for eternity
Save some acres in sticks
For this Mississippi kid
'Cause you'll never get rid of the country in me
Lay my hand on the Bible
Got my hand on my heart, oh say can ya see
Keep my bed by my rifle
Brother, that's the country in me
So paint my ole pine box in bottomland
Dig a big hole 'neath a red oak tree
Don't put me in a suit, just my old blue collar
Play some Jones when my bones go six feet deep
I might not show it, but I know where I'm going
And if I'ma be there for eternity
Save some acres in sticks
For this Mississippi kid
'Cause you'll never get rid of the country in me
If you think I'm full of shit, you're stepping in it
Take a look inside this camouflage 150
You gonna find you some shine and a bloody buck knife
For them rattlesnake rattles, that's the country in me
So paint my ole pine box in bottomland
Dig a big hole 'neath a red oak tree
Don't put me in a suit, just my old blue collar
Play some Jones when my bones go six feet deep
I might not show it, but I know where I'm going
And if I'ma be there for eternity
Save some acres in sticks
For this Mississippi kid
'Cause you'll never get rid of the country in me
Yeah, the country in me
Lay my hand on the Bible
Bet yo' ass I'm the last of a dying breed
Hey, why the hell would I hide it?
I'm proud of the country in me, yeah
So paint my ole pine box in bottomland
Dig a big hole 'neath a red oak tree
Don't put me in a suit, just my old blue collar
Play some Jones when my bones go six feet deep
I might not show it, but I know where I'm going
And if I'ma be there for eternity
Save some acres in sticks
For this Mississippi kid
'Cause you'll never get rid of the country in me


