Quit Bein' Country

I know this bottle ain't good for me.

I swear one day I'll set it down.

I know I need to kick this nicotine,

but I need one more right now.

My little girl's growing up so fast.

Need to start watching my mouth.

Yeah there's a few things I could probably live without.

Yeah.

But I'll quit bein' country.

Yeah, I'll quit bein' country.

When there ain't no red on a red dirt road,

summer ain't hot and the beer ain't cold.

Ain't no lights for Friday nights around here.

When there ain't no rust on a barbed wire fence,

a bird dog ain't a ole boy's best friend,

when bucks don't rut muck boots ain't muddy.

When God ain't good, I'll quit bein' country.

I feel like I ain't fittin' in these days.

That's why I stay out here.

Where the flag still flies and we still live by

the good book and a John Deere.

Then I'll quit bein' country.

Yeah, I'll quit bein' country.

When there ain't no red on a red dirt road,

summer ain't hot and the beer ain't cold.

Ain't no lights for Friday nights 'round here.

When there ain't no rust on a barbed wire fence,

a bird dog ain't a ole boy's best friend.

When bucks don't rut muck boots ain't muddy.

When God ain't good, I'll quit bein' country.

I'll quit bein' country.

When he calls me home,

you can bury my bones

out here in the country.

Yeah, I'll quit bein' country.

When there ain't no red on a red dirt road,

summer ain't hot, the beer ain't cold.

There ain't no lights for Friday nights 'round here.

Yeah!

When there ain't no rust on a barbed wire fence,

a bird dog ain't a ole boy's best friend,

and bucks don't rut, muck boots ain't muddy.

When God ain't good I'll quit bein' country.

I'll quit bein' country.

Yeah, yeah.