[Intro]
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Thank Yall, How Yall Doin? Yeh, my names Colt Ford, I jus came here to do a little song for yall, bout where I come from,
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the way I see it, I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me, he's gunna play a lil guitar and sing a lil bit.
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Im gunna do a lil sumthin for yall called ride through the country, let's go John.
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[Verse 1]
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Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends, we're used to gravel roads, and fishin'
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with cane poles, wasn't no swimmin' pools, jus swimmin' holes.
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We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, I've been came a long way since back in them days, been 'round the world
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twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates, there aint nuthin wrong with them big
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city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nights, where I can see the darkness come in and go
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Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow, you can leave your door open, aint nuttin' gunna happen, most country folks
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sing, but I couldn't, so I'm rappin, I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town
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[Chorus]
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Now before I pack and things and leave, there's sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
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that's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
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don't you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where I'm from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
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[Verse 2]
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Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, he's country, and he's rappin' we gotta play him, folks been waitin for some one like me, to
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give 'em some heart beats and spit that country
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My jeans don't sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work.
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Daylight til dark, that's how I was bread, and I'll keep bein' country til the day I'm dead
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See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads, bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread, we like to fish and
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hunt, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doin' right,
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Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on 'em, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we don't want 'em!
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So now yall all know exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, I don't give a damn!
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[Chorus]
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Now before I pack and things and leave, there's sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
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that's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
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don't you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where I'm from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
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[Verse 3]
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You might see my on your t.v, but honey, that don't mean a thing, you see, I'm still that same 'ol country boy, and that's
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all I'll ever be, and sometime, those bright lights blind me, and make it hard for me to see, but when I need to be reminded,
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I take a ride through the country
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[Verse 4]
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At about 5 o'clock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloon, you welcome to stop in and have a
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cold bottle, big city boys and stuck up super models, we don't care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to
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shove and every one of us will fight
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We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol' Colt came here to give yall fair warnin', country folks wont be pushed around, and
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theres some of us livin' in every town, we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, it's the
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American way, no body owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,
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I know some of yall think Colt's kinda odd, but I'm loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
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[Chorus]
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Now before I pack and things and leave, there's sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
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that's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
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don't you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where I'm from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
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