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Country Ain't Going Nowhere (feat. Bryan Martin)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Sean Stemaly
Sean Stemaly
Performer
Billy Nobel
Billy Nobel
Keyboards
Rob McNelley
Rob McNelley
Electric Guitar
Nathan Keeterle
Nathan Keeterle
Electric Guitar
Michael Rinne
Michael Rinne
Bass Guitar
Miles McPherson
Miles McPherson
Drums
Tim Galloway
Tim Galloway
Acoustic Guitar
Troy Johnson
Troy Johnson
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Sean Stemaly
Sean Stemaly
Songwriter
John Byron
John Byron
Songwriter
Will Bundy
Will Bundy
Songwriter
Blake Pendergrass
Blake Pendergrass
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Lex Lipsitz
Lex Lipsitz
Producer
Billy Decker
Billy Decker
Mixing Engineer
Caleb Fisher
Caleb Fisher
Recording Engineer
Lake Wilkinson
Lake Wilkinson
Recording Engineer

Lyrics

I was raised on the river on the Indiana line
Learned all the ways a country boy can survive
With a shotgun, rifle and a 4 wheel drive
That's right
I've rode the honky tonk highway north to south
Seen some down home folks in a big city crowd
So if you're worried this way of life's dying out
I can tell you right now
Country ain't going nowhere, ain't going no where, no way, no how
I can guaren-damn-tee them boys like me are always gonna be around
You can take the boots out the mud
Pour the beer out the can
Take the hitch off the truck
Kick the fiddle out the band
the stars out the sky
take the dirt off the roads
But I'll tell you one place country ain't gonna go
Country ain't going nowhere, ain't going nowhere, no way, no how
Country ain't going nowhere
Country ain't going nowhere
Small towns turning into big towns turning red dirt into parking lots
Boondocks turning into blacktop turning backroads into four way stops
If you didn't know no better
You'd see them cities growing up and you'd start to think
This redneck blue collar bust your back for a dollar simple life's sitting on E
But Country ain't goin nowhere, ain't going no where, no way, no how
I can guaren-damn-tee them boys like me are always gonna be around
You can take the boots out the mud
Pour the beer out the can
Take the hitch off the truck
Kick the fiddle out the band
the stars out the sky
take the dirt off the roads
But I'll tell you one place country ain't gonna go
Country ain't going nowhere, ain't going nowhere, no way, no how
Country ain't going nowhere
Country ain't going nowhere
Country ain't going nowhere, ain't going no where, no way, no how
I can guaren-damn-tee them boys like me are always gonna be around
You can take the boots out the mud
Pour the beer out the can
Take the hitch off the truck
Kick the fiddle out the band
the stars out the sky
take the dirt off the roads
But I'll tell you one place country ain't gonna go
Country ain't going nowhere, ain't going nowhere, no way, no how
Country ain't going nowhere
Country ain't going nowhere
Country ain't going nowhere, ain't going nowhere, no way, no how
Country ain't going nowhere
Country ain't going nowhere
Written by: Blake Pendergrass, John Byron, Sean Stemaly, Will Bundy
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