Name: I Love My Country
Duration: 3 min 48 s
Channel: Debra Foster / Ronnie Bee
Description: Here's a Bluegrass, written by Debra Foster. Deb is helping us remember our roots.

Here's a Bluegrass, written by Debra Foster. Deb is helping us remember our roots.

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Song Info

Genre

Country • Bluegrass

Charts

#523 in subgenre Peak #2

Charts

Peak #30

Author

Debra Foster / Ronnie Bee

Rights

Uploaded

July 30, 2006

Track Files

MP3

MP3 8.7 MB • 320 kbps • 3:48

Lyrics

"I LOVE MY COUNTRY"    Debra Foster / Ronnie Bee

Kicking it down some old dirt roads, the radio’s playing Possum George Jones
This old pick-up truck is hugging a piece, a piece of my history
Grandpa went his way to fight in the war; While Dad worked the farm, and did all the chores
He planted the seed of our family’s trees, Whoa, oh-oh , I love my country

Sometimes you might see me blowing my horn, because I’m so proud I’m American born.
City life's okay but I've never craved an overseas get away
But you may just see me firing a gun, to put all our enemies on the run
‘Cause let me tell you something; I love my country

Grand Old Opry with front row seats, my worn out tee shirt says I love the USA 
My brand of cologne, smells a little weird, it smells eau de cow manure
I'm a hard working man, a man of the field, so thankful I’m free to be who I am
My wife and my kids are a great family, Whoa, oh oh , We love our country

Bridge
from our bare feet to our alligator boots, let’s not forget our American roots
we all put our pants on the same old way, let’s cherish our nation, the U.S.A.

Sometimes you might see me blowing my horn, because I’m so proud I’m American born.
City life's okay but I've never craved an overseas get away
But you may just see me firing a gun, to put all our enemies on the run
Let me tell you something; I love my country
Let me tell you something; I love my country

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