Lyrics Brantley Gilbert

Brantley Gilbert

Country Must Be Countrywide

Grew up south of the Mason Dixon

Workin', spittin', huntin', and fishin'

Stone cold country by the grace of God

I was gasin' up the other day

An old boy pulled up with a license plate

From Ohio; thought "Oh, good Lord, he's lost"

From his Wranglers to his boots

He reminded me of Chris LeDoux

And that Copenhagen smile

Yeah, country must be country wide

In every state, there's a station

Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon

In foreign cars and four-wheel drives

There's cowboys and hillbillies

From farm towns to big cities

There ain't no doubt in my mind

Country must be country wide

It ain't where, it's how you live

We weren't raised to take, we were raised to give

The shirt off our back to anyone in need

We bow our heads before we eat

Before we start our day, before we fall asleep

'Cause in God we trust, and we believe

And we see what's wrong

And we know what's right

And ol' Hank, he said it all

When he sang "Country Folks Can Survive"

In every state, there's a station

Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon

In foreign cars and four-wheel drives

There's cowboys and hillbillies

From farm towns to big cities

There ain't no doubt in my mind

Country must be country wide

In every state, there's a station

Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon

In foreign cars and four-wheel drives

There's cowboys and hillbillies

From farm towns to big cities

There ain't no doubt in my mind

There ain't no doubt in my mind

Country must be country wide