Can't Help My Country

There's that cross on the church I can see from the highway

Tells me I'm miles away from the backroads that I grew up on

Where that Birmingham high school band played "We Will Rock You" up in the stands

And Sunday's with the family 'round the table every week

You can take the wildflowers and the main street memories

Down in my heart is where they'll always be

'Cause I can't help my country soul

Lord knows I love me some sweet magnolia

Words that drip real slow like honey always take me home

Raised on Dolly, raised on Charley and Strawberry Wine

Between the roots underneath my feet and God above me

I swear I can't help my country

Hmm, I can't help my country

It's a smile, it's a wave when you're passing a stranger

It's a long talk on a front porch swing

It's a "Yes, ma'am," and a "Come on in, y'all"

Speak my mind, make my mom and daddy proud

If you got something to sing, girl

You better sing it loud

It's the where I'm from and what I'm all about

Oh, 'cause I can't help my country soul

Lord knows I love me some sweet magnolia

Words that drip real slow like honey always take me home

Raised on Dolly, raised on Charley and Strawberry Wine

Between the roots underneath my feet and God above me

I swear I can't help my country

'Cause I can't help my country soul

Sure love me some sweet magnolia

Words that drip real slow like honey always take me home

Raised on Dolly, raised on Charley and Strawberry Wine

Between the roots underneath my feet and God above me

I can't help the way it makes my heart beat

I can't help my country

My southern drawl, can't turn it off

I'm made of sunshine and a backroad

If you can't tell, I just can't help

Can't help my country