Country

Have you ever picked guitar on your front porch
 In the morning as the sun was risin'?
 Or followed your dog down to the river
 And ran into an ole' baptizin'?
 Do you think to pull off on the side of the road
 When that big black hearse is passing?
 Have you ever helped someone in need
 Without them even asking? We do that in the country,
 Let me tell you 'bout country.
 Country can be in the middle of a city
 Country can be on a farm,
 Country ain't even a place on map,
 It's a place in your heart.
 Have you ever hitched a ride to Music City
 Just to see an Opry show?
 Would you drive across the country
 To listen to some country?
 Country can be in the middle of a city
 Country can be on a farm,
 Country ain't even a place on the map,
 It's a place in your heart.
 Have you ever been there at the courthouse square
 For the parade on the 'Fourth of July'?
 With a tear on your face and a lump in your throat
 As you watch ole' glory go by,
 Or sat thru a service where they played tabs
 For a soldier who never came home?
 Or looked in the sad brown eyes of his momma
 As she touched his name on that stone?
 He fought for his country
 And died for his country
 I love my country.
 Let me tell you 'bout. country.