Текст и слова песни JB Roberts – Born Country
There's a full moon rollin over 'Bama tonight. bought my beer got my girl, guess I'm doin alright. So we head through the
Pastures open the gates, there's a party here tonight, don't be late. Bonfire burnin with a circle of cars and our tailgates
Down playin on guitars. Party all night till the work begins and when the sun goes down we'll be at it again.
CHORUS:
Cause I'm born country, I'm meant to be wild.
I've been a hellraiser since I was a child.
I'm born country, it's in my blood,
I love fields for tractors and trucks for mud. and I know I am right where I'm suppose to be, I feel that I've been blessed,
To be born country, born country.
Now I've heard folks talk bout our backwards ways, but we ain't as backwards as they say, because I know what's wrong and I
Know what's right, and I know how to love and know how to fight. Them hipocrits up in big DC, may not give a damn bout you or
Me. I work hard and play everyday, I'm just happy to live in the USA.
REPEAT CHOURUS
Pastures open the gates, there's a party here tonight, don't be late. Bonfire burnin with a circle of cars and our tailgates
Down playin on guitars. Party all night till the work begins and when the sun goes down we'll be at it again.
CHORUS:
Cause I'm born country, I'm meant to be wild.
I've been a hellraiser since I was a child.
I'm born country, it's in my blood,
I love fields for tractors and trucks for mud. and I know I am right where I'm suppose to be, I feel that I've been blessed,
To be born country, born country.
Now I've heard folks talk bout our backwards ways, but we ain't as backwards as they say, because I know what's wrong and I
Know what's right, and I know how to love and know how to fight. Them hipocrits up in big DC, may not give a damn bout you or
Me. I work hard and play everyday, I'm just happy to live in the USA.
REPEAT CHOURUS
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