Yeah, babyOut here ain't nothing but woods and waterDrop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle
How the good Lord intended it, yes he didI love my country
I love my country
Six strings and fiddles
Whiskey from KentuckyWe keep it funky
We like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday
Yeah, I love my country
I'm loud and proud
Rolling into town
Hanging out the window
Like a blue tick houndAin't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
I love my country and I love my country
Up loud(Woo-ooh-ooh)Barbecue, steak fries
Styrofoam plate date night
George Strait singing greats while
We turning up, sitting lake-sideThat pedal steel, she straight sliding
Over here, to me she do that
Alabama shake, like you ain't ever seen
I love my country
I love my country
Six strings and fiddles
Whiskey from KentuckyWe keep it funky
We like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday
Yeah, I love my countryI'm loud and proud
Rolling into town
Hanging out the window
Like a blue tick houndAin't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
I love my country, and I love my country
Up loud(Woo-ooh-ooh)I love my country up loud
I'm talking way up loudI like pop, and rock, and rap, I like Skynyrd
And going out downtown when I'm with her
Like driving too fast down a 4-lane road
But damn sure nowhere close to the way thatI love my country
I love my country
Six strings and fiddles
Whiskey from KentuckyWe keep it funky
We like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday
Yeah, I love my countryI'm loud and proud
Rolling into town
Hanging out the window
Like a blue tick houndAin't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
I love my country, and I love my country
Up loudYeah, baby
(Woo-ooh-ooh)I love my country up loud
Yeah, way up loudThat's a country-ass lick right there, boy