My Country

This is my country, my damn country
 Gimme my country, you can keep the rest
 This is my country, my damn country
 And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
 If you ain't never cheated or been cheated on
 Then take off your boots, you rhinestone fraud
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 Gimme cheating, drinking, and outlaw songs
 Hard times, foolish pride, done me wrong
 Flirting with the devil, get right with the man
 Amen, pain songs, one night stands
 You can keep your picket fence fantasies
 And put a cork in your high school memories
 This is my country, my damn country
 Gimme my country, you can keep the rest
 This is my country, my damn country
 And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
 If you ain't never spent a single night in jail
 Then get another job and I'll see you in hell
 I'm drawn like a moth to the neon lights
 I need a bucket of beer and someone to fight
 Don't call yourself country if your music is shitty
 Or this Carolina boy'll take you down to Fist City
 You know who you are, I ain't gonna name names
 Just keep your hands off my country and go back from where ya came
 My country, my damn country
 Gimme my country, you can keep the rest
 This is my country, my damn country
 And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
 If you ain't never done something you regret
 Well, then I'm proud of ya, now git
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 Get this pussified, polished, pop song piece of
 Glorified nursery rhyme outta my face
 Wintertime, springtime, summertime, autumn
 Show me to the jukebox and Yoakam if you got 'em
 I want country like Johnny, country like Merle
 Country like Loretta, that honky tonk girl
 Country like Townes, country like Travis
 I'm a country-fried junkie with a bad habit
 Country like Kris, country like Gretchen
 If you ain't cooking country then get out of the kitchen
 I want country like Hank one, two, and three
 Dropping like peaches from the family tree
 Country like women, whiskey, and wheels
 Yeah I know if it's country cuz I know how it feels
 Country like Waylon, country like Willie
 Country like lightning in a hillbilly
 This is my country, my damn country
 Gimme my country, you can keep the rest
 This is my country, my damn country
 And it don't mean a thing if it don't pass the test
 If you can't sing along to Tear in my Beer
 Then don't forget your coat and get the fuck out here