Ain't That Country

He laughs a little too loud, stays out too late
Smokes 'em Reds, drinks too much, bottom shelf whiskey
Hunting, cussing, spitting, buring that candle at both ends
But ain't that country?

He fishes a little more than he reads that King James
He searches for God out on the water, just like his Dad did
Living, prayin', sinnin', boots in the mud, washed in the blood
But ain't that country?

There's always a little more month at the end of the money, but he keeps on running
Yeah buddy, that's country
His heart ain't gold but he loves his woman through wind, rain, and dust storm
That's country
Oh, it ain't always pretty, sometimes you've gotta get your hands dirty, yeah
But ain't that country? Yeah

He's done some wrongs, done some rights, won and lost some fights
Highs and lows, that's the way it goes
It ain't always sweet tea
Loving, running, son-of-a-gunning like an old outlaw
But ain't that country? Yeah

He's a rusted out old four-wheel drive burning up hills, still got by
That's country
He's red, white and common blue
America, he's me he's you
That's country, oh
Ain't got nothing against the city, just likes his roads dirt and gritty
Yeah, ain't that country?
Ain't that country? Yeah

Well, there's always a little more month at the end of the money, but he keeps on running
Yeah buddy, that's country
Ah, his heart ain't gold but he loves his woman through wind, rain and dust storm
That's country
Ah, it ain't always pretty, sometimes you gotta get your hands dirty, yeah
But ain't that country?
Ain't that country?

Now I laugh a little too loud and stay out too late