Country Home

Finally got out of town and found a place on a county road

Don’t know what I’m doing yet I never lived like this before

Can’t say I’m a country boy

This country don’t care about me

I’m just holding on out here in the land of the free

Now I’m living

Like my Papaw on the tractor me a bouncing on his knee

Making my way to the country store to find a little something sweet

Mamaw she rocking on that front porch the dog is tripping on a bone

I finally got out and I found myself

Found myself a country home

Take my life down a clay driveway through a pasture tall and green

To Mr. Bowles at the Valley Store ‘cause I need that triple thirteen

I get home and I miss ya babe

I don’t know about my friends

Cause since I got out I never really hear from them

At least now I’m living

Like my Papaw on the tractor me a bouncing on his knee

Making my way to the country store to find a little something sweet

Mamaw she rocking on that front porch the dog is tripping on a bone

I finally got out and I found myself

Found myself a country home

Where the road meet’s the gravel babe

And the light gives way to the stars

Call me on your phone ‘cause you’re half a mile away from my country home

Half a mile away

From my papaw on the tractor me a bouncing on his knee

Making my way to the country store to find a little something sweet

Mamaw she rocking on that front porch the dog is tripping on a bone

I finally got out and I found myself

Found myself a country home

I ain’t singing that same old song

Cause I found myself

Found myself a country home