D Em C G Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends,D Em we’re used to gravel roads, and fishin’C G with cane poles, wasn’t no swimmin’ pools, jus swimmin’ holes.D Em C G We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, I’ve been came a long way since back in them days,D Em C G been ‘round the world twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper platesD Em C G there aint nuthin wrong with them big city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nightsD Em C G where I can see the darkness come in and go, Most folks is honest, and they all speak slowD Em C you can leave your door open, aint nuttin’ gunna happen, most country folks sing, but IG couldn’t, so im rappinD Em C G I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town (Chorus)D Em C G Now before I pack and things and leave, there’s sumthin I need yall to understandD Em C G I seen alotta things in my life time, that’s why I walk the line, I’m just a simple manD Em C G and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so don’t you ever cry for me,D Em C G I aint ashamed where I’m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country. (Verse 2)D Em C G Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, he’s country, and he’s rappin’ we gotta play himD Em C G folks been waitin for some one like me, to give ‘em some heart beats and spit that countryD Em C G My jeans don’t sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothin’ but work.D Em C G Daylight til dark, that’s how I was bread, and I’ll keep bein’ country til the day I’m deadD Em C G See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads, bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white breadD Em C G we like to fish and hunt, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doin’ right,D Em C G Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on ‘em, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we don’t want ’em!D Em C G So now yall know exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i don’t give a damn! (Chorus)D Em C G Now before I pack and things and leave, there’s sumthin I need yall to understandD Em C G I seen alotta things in my life time, that’s why I walk the line, I’m just a simple manD Em C G and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so don’t you ever cry for me,D Em C G I aint ashamed where I’m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country. (Verse 3)D Em C G You might see my on your t.v, but honey yeah, that don’t mean a thing,D Em C G you see, I’m still that same ‘ol country boy, and that’s all I’ll ever be,D Em C G and sometime, those bright lights blind me, and make it hard for me to see,D Em C G but when I need to be reminded, I take a ride through the country (Verse 4)D Em C G At about 5 o’clock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloonD Em C G you welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle, big city boys and stuck up super models,D Em C G we don’t care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to shove and every one of us will fightD Em C G We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol’ Colt came here to give yall fair warnin’,D Em C G country folks wont be pushed around, and theres some of us livin’ in every town,D Em C G we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, it’s the American way,D Em C G no body owe you nothin’ supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,D Em C G I know some of yall think Colt’s kinda odd, but I’m loud, proud and country by the grace of God! (Chorus)D Em C G Now before I pack and things and leave, there’s sumthin I need yall to understandD Em C G I seen alotta things in my life time, that’s why I walk the line, I’m just a simple manD Em C G and I aint'n the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so don’t you ever cry for me,D Em C G I aint ashamed where I’m from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
Ride Through The Country
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