Breakfast at eight, ham and eggs, mama's scratch biscuits with some marmalade
A gallon of tea, some sugar for me, a rusty gate to paint, a hundred heifers to feed
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
A feed store run, burger for lunch, shoot it with the boys while the diesel pumps
A nap in the shade, then haulin' some hay, a stretch of fence to mend by the end of the day
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
Sweatin' in the seat of my dad's old kubota, pokin' down a county road
Wavin' that traffic to come on around me, bogged down haulin' a load
A splash in the creek off an old rope swing's
A mighty fine way to make a heck of a day
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
Pennin' the dogs, sloppin' the hogs, a honey do list, I'm crossin' 'em off
Hoeing a row, watchin' it grow, I's raised up knowin' you reap what you sow
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
Sweatin' in the seat of my dad's old kubota, pokin' down a county road
Wavin' that traffic to come on around me, bogged down haulin' a load
A splash in the creek off an old rope swing's
A mighty fine way to make a heck of a day
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
Sweatin' in the seat of my dad's old kubota, pokin' down a county road
Wavin' that traffic to come on around me, bogged down haulin' a load
A splash in the creek off an old rope swing's
A mighty fine way to make a heck of a day
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
Yeah, I think it's safe to say, I've died and gone country
Gone country
