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Produced by: Kenny Royster & Saddle Brown
Written by: Brian K. Blake
SaddleBrown Publishing, BMI

Lyrics

I didn’t go country
I heard a lot of folks today talking about the rhythm and blues
I even heard one of them say he like a little country too
And they were going on and on jacking their jaws,
not having a clue, ticking me off
I even heard the other three say they brought some boots and hats
Yea, but where I’m from your sure to get a good laugh
Because a country boy can see straight through your soul,
You can talk about tradition that you don’t know,
But you’re trying to be in the place I never had to go
I didn’t go country! I’m from the south,
I didn’t start wearing boots when Garth came out
I’ve been pig-picking, frog gigging, raising my own chickens, four wheeling, rod and reeling, harvest crops, tomato dealing Hunting with my mudslinging buddies, I didn’t go country!
When I turn on the radio country music is really changing
I ain’t talking about the style I’m talking about the people that sings it
a whole lot of Hollywood at the top of the charts,
While the true southerners’ laying in the dark
I wonder if ole hank was here what would he say?
But then again if he was here, it wouldn’t be that way
Because he’d call up Mr. Pride, ole johnny and Merle,
They’d call up ole Barbra Mandrel and the girls
Cause they were country before country music was even cool
They didn’t go country that was their life.
They didn’t sing for the money or the big city lights
It was a family thing, respect your name, then with that fortune and fame,
Go to church, back to work, dad got laid off because he’s hurt,
But he hunted all year so they’re not hungry, they didn’t go country
I didn’t go country! I’m from the south.
I didn’t start wearing boots when Garth came out
I’ve been pig picking, frog gigging, raising my own chickens, four wheeling, rod and reeling, harvest crops, tomato dealing, Hunting with my mudslinging buddies, I didn’t go country! `cause I was born country,
if you gotta go country,
then you ain’t country...
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