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I grew up south of the Mason Dixon
Workin' spittin' huntin' and fishin'
Stone cold country by the grace of God

I was gasin' up the other day
And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate
From Ohio I thought of good lord he's lost
From his wranglers to his boots
He reminded me of Chris LeDoux
And that Copenhagen smile

Country must be country wide
In every state
There's a station
Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon
In foreign cars and four wheel drives

There's cowboys and hillbillies
From farm towns to big cities
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide

It ain't where
It's how you live
We weren't raised to take
We were raised to give
The shirt off our back
To anyone in need

We bow our heads before we eat
Before we start our day
Before we fall asleep
'Cause in god we trust and we believe
And we see what's wrong
And we know what's right

And ol' Hank he said it all
When he said country folks can survive
There ain't no doubt in my mind
Country must be country wide

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Welcome to the home of a hillbilly
 Yeah baby
 It’s a land of barbed wire, moonshine, whiskey
 Park your car before you get it stuck
 Go on grab you a beer
 And get on up in the truck
 It’s going down tonight
 It’s all on me
 It’s BYOB, and I got all we need
 Yeah boy I’m bout to show me a city slicker
 How to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on
 
Our side of a barbed wire
 Money grows in rows
 And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
 So we
 We hang out by the bon fire
 Just some good ole boys having a dang good time
 We crank it up down here
 We get loud down here
 Throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
 Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
 Jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
 
So pop a top and drop a tailgate
 Yeah we crankin up AC DC, hank, skynrd, and George strait
 Wheres the girls?
 Bout to call em up
 A little southern draw said "hey trouble whats up?"
 It’s goin down tonight
 Now there pullin up
 We got the jacked up trucks slap covered in mud
 Bikini tops and daisy duke denim
 Hoppin out singin outlaw women down on
 
Our side of a barbed wire
 Money grows in rows
 And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
 So We hang out by the bonfire
 Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
 We crank it up down here
 We get loud down here
 We throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
 Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
 Jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks
 
Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
 burned you a little bit didn't it?
 Ever been snipe huntin'
 Come on
 
We’ll do a little frog giggin, cow tippin
 How bout a little skinny dippin, bass fishin
 Take it easy on the shine
 Stay away from other boys women
 That’s one damn good way for a man to get it wooped down
 These boys tough down here
 Get your ass tore up down here
 And be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
 The jocks and bikers they all came
 
On our side of a barbed wire
 Money grows in rows
 And if it don’t you’ve gone broke
 So we
 We hang out by the bon fire
 Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
 We crank it up down here
 We get loud down here
 We throwin down in the dirty dirty south down here
 Be an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
 The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks

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Maybe I should take that picture off the dashboard
 Before her memory hits the brakes and takes the wheel
 Yeah I bet she's still crying on that front porch
 Yeah, this time it's gonna take some time to heal

 Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee
 Singing "Georgia On My Mind"
 Chasing what they say's a dream
 Thinking maybe it ain't mine
 Cause that girl's in every song I sing
 She's in every song I write
 And that six string ridin' in her seat
 Won't keep me warm tonight
 God what am I supposed to do
 There's more than miles in my rearview
 
Well, I'm headed north to what I swore I wanted
 And trying not to buy into my doubts
 But I just can't seem to keep myself from wondering
 Why I'm jealous of all them headlights headed south

 Cause I'm on my way to Tennessee
 Singing "Georgia On My Mind"
 Chasing what they says a dream
 Thinking maybe it ain't mine
 Cause that girl's in every song I sing
 She's in every song I write
 And that six string ridin' in her seat
 Won't keep me warm tonight
 God what am I supposed to do
 There's still more than miles in my rearview
 
Yeah, more than miles
 Yeah, I've been changing lanes without my mirrors
 Cause every time I look behind me I see her
 I think I just realized how much I need her (damn)

 So I'm turning back for Georgia
 Stop the show in Tennessee
 I can't put my dreams before her
 Man I need her with me
 Cause that girl's in every song I sing
 She's in every song I write
 And that six string ridin' in her seat
 Can sleep in the back tonight
 Now I know what I'm supposed to do, yeah
 There's still more than miles in my rear view
 
More than miles, yeah
 More than miles