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 - Композиторы:
 - Philip Eugene O'donnell
 - Galen Griffin
 - Craig Morgan
 
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 - Country
 
- Теги:
 - craig morgan
 - im country
 - male
 - new country
 
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Craig Morgan - Текст песни I'm Country
There's a plasic stretched across a broken window pane.
 You gotta dodge the pots an' pans on the floor when it rains.
 There's a ten-point buck on my livin' room wall:
 A squirrel and two ducks are hangin' in the hall.
 That hole in my yard is a barbecue pit:
 A couple times a year, we'll throw a hog in it.
 There's a four-wheel drive parked in my driveway:
 I'm a proud and active member of the NRA.
 Hey, I'm country: I was born and raised in it.
 I'm country, that's my kind of livin'.
 White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplin's.
 Well, I get up every mornin' when the rooster crows:
 I stay out some nights until the cows come home.
 I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin', cow-tippin',
 Hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.
 Well, there's my Mama in the rockin' chair by my screen door:
 The red, white, and blue hangs off of my front porch.
 There's my darlin' in the garden pickin' black eyed peas:
 Kids are bouncin' up and down on the trampoline.
 My truck cost less than my champion 'coon dog:
 My neck is painted red, by the Grace of God.
 My kids say: "Please, Sir, Thank you and Ma'am."Craig Morgan - I'm Country - http://ru.motolyrics.com/craig-morgan/im-country-lyrics.html
 I ain't what I ain't, but I am what I am.
 Hey, I'm country: I was born and raised in it.
 I'm country, that's my kind of livin'.
 White beans, collar greens, sweet tea, chicken and dumplin's.
 I get up every mornin' when the rooster crows:
 I stay out some nights until the cows come home.
 I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin', cow-tippin',
 Hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.
Instrumental Break.
 Yeah, I get up every mornin' when the rooster crows:
 I stay out some nights until the cows come home.
 I'm dog-runnin', deer-huntin', fish-catchin', cow-tippin',
 Hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.
 Yeah, I'm a-dog runnin', deer huntin', fish catchin', cow tippin',
 Corn-pickin', cider-sippin', fight-startin', kid-raisin',
 Wife-lovin', gun-totin', hay-balin', pea-pickin' country.
 Ha, ha, ha, ha.
 Yeah, I guarantee you, I'm country.
 I ain't scared to be country neither.












