Country By The Grace Of God — текст песни (Chris Cagle)

Hot sun goin` down, heatin` up this little town
The cows are fed and the plowin`s all been done
Moon light, fireflies, beer on the bank by the riverside
We`re gonna have ourselves a little fun
Dancin` on the tailgates and raisin` a little cain
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 in 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 so 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