Country

Have you ever picked guitar

On your front porch

In the mornin' as the sun

Was risin'?

Or followed your dog

Down to the river

And ran into an ol' baptizin'?

Do you think to pull off

On the side of the road

When that big black hearse

Is passin'?

Have you ever helped

Someone in need

Without them even askin'?

We do that in the country

Let me tell you bout country

Country can be in the

Middle of a city

Country can be on a farm

Country ain't even

A place on the map

It's a place in your heart

Would you ever hitch a ride

To Music City

Just to see an Opry show?

Would you drive across the country

Just to listen to some country?

Country can be in the

Middle of a city

Country can be in a barn

Country ain't even

A place on the map

It's a place in your heart

Have you ever been there

At the courthouse square

For the parade on the 4th of July?

With a tear on your face

And a lump in your throat

As you watch Ol' Glory go by

Or sat through a service

Where they played Taps

For a soldier who never came home

Or looked in the sad brown eyes

Of his momma, as she touched his

Name on that stone

He fought for his country

And died for his country

Yeah, I love my country

Let me tell you 'bout country