Country By The Grace Of God

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Hot sun goin' down,
 Heatin' up this little town
 The cows are fed and the plowin's all been done
 Moonlight, fireflies,
 Beer on the bank by the riverside
 We're gonna have ourselves a little fun.
 Dancin' on the tailgates
 And raisin' a little cane
 Rockin' in the pastures
 And rollin' in the hay.
 It's the life I love
 And I'm gonna live it 'til they bury me
 I can't get enough of
 Dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things
 And I take pride
 In everything I've got
 'Cause I'm American-born
 And Country by the grace of God.
 I don't need no Cadillacs,
 You can't put no hay bails on the back
 It won't cross a creek
 Or tow no heavy load
 I don't like a high-rise
 Cluttering up my clear blue skies
 Don't wanna be where the city's all that grows.
 Some are born with a silver spoon
 And some come from the farm
 Some have a ball in the mansion,
 But we get down in the barn.
 It's the life I love
 And I'm gonna live it 'til they bury me
 I can't get enough of
 Dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things
 And I take pride
 In everything I've got
 'Cause I'm American-born
 And Country by the grace of God.
 We build a world of dreams
 On a big ol' piece of land
 We're free to do anything we like,
 We're country so we can.
 It's the life I love
 And I'm gonna live it 'til they bury me
 I can't get enough of
 Dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things
 And I take pride
 In everything I've got
 'Cause I'm American-born
 And country by the grace of God...
 

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Duration
03:27
Key
5
Tempo
112 BPM

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