We rode horses a bit back when we were kids
And we all tried to ride like the Lone Ranger did
A cowboy hat was something we seldom wore
‘cause we got our hats at the local feed store
There’s no rodeo but we have lots of cows
And square metal barns full of tractors and plows
Rows of crops as far as you can see
Now that’s country to me

chorus:
That’s country to me
No place on this earth I’d rather be
Now that’s country to me

Yeah our church is old but still looks new
Come Sunday morning they’ll fill every pew
A smorgasbord at the end of Main Street
And one coffee shop where the old people meet
There’s two grocery stores, no shopping malls
Fireworks on the fourth and a fair in the fall
Pick nick’n, fried chicken, sweet tea yeah
Now that’s country to me

(repeat chorus)

Cruising gravel roads watching the stars
Lightning bugs in mason jars
Hanging laundry on the line to dry
Blackberry cobbler, strawberry pie
Waving at folks you don’t even know
Watching the corn and the children grow
The finest sunsets you’ll ever see
Now that’s country to me

(repeat chorus)