Country Like

Country like cornbread,
mash potatoes.

Walking barefoot feeling grass,
in between my toes.

Country like the Hatfields and McCoys,
where the girls are girls, and the boys are boys.

Country like sweet-tea and lemonade,
puttin tires on my John Deer Truck cause I just got paid.

Country like ridin four wheelers goin muddin.
If your from the country show this cowboy some country luvin.

Country Like

Country Like John Wayne in el Passo
Goin tangle up a bull with my lasso.

Country like Marshal Dillion, and Festus.
These lyrics might not be perfect but I’m doin my bestus.

Country like butter on a corncob,
my hands are so slippery I can’t even turn a door knob.

Country like milking cows and chopping wood,
staying fed and warm this winter really sounds good.

This is the end of my country song.
I hoped you enjoyed it and it wasn’t to long.

Country like