Out here ain´t nothing but woods and water Drop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle How the good Lord intended it, yes he did
I love my country, I love my country Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky We keep it funky, we like how it sounds Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country I´m loud and proud, rolling into town Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound Ain´t sorry, ain´t nothing to be sorry about I love my country and I love my country Up loud
(Woo-ooh-ooh)
Barbecue, steak fries Styrofoam plate date night George Strait singing greats while
We turning up, sitting lake-side That pedal steel, she straight sliding Over here, to me she do that Alabama shake, like you ain´t ever seen
I love my country, I love my country Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky We keep it funky, we like how it sounds Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country I´m loud and proud, rolling into town Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound Ain´t sorry, ain´t nothing to be sorry about I love my country, and I love my country Up loud
(Woo-ooh-ooh)
I love my country up loud
I´m talking way up loud
I like pop, and rock, and rap, I like Skynyrd And going out downtown when I´m with her Like driving too fast down a 4-lane road But damn sure nowhere close to the way that
I love my country, I love my country Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky We keep it funky, we like how it sounds Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country I´m loud and proud, rolling into town Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound Ain´t sorry, ain´t nothing to be sorry about I love my country, and I love my country Up loud