I was born in boots on humble ground These kinda roots, yeah, they sure don't grow out Yeah, even in a guitar town My crooked drawl, the way I sung My mama's genes sure stuck out like a thumb In a Metro City crowd
Oh me, oh my, how things have changed And I can't believe my eyes these days
Everybody wanna be a cowboy Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere Everybody want a backwoods front porch With a tub full of iced-down beer Must be something in the water flowing out of the holler Blue collar musta caught a new wind Doggone, dadgum it, didn't see that coming Country's cool again
Once you get a taste, you'll lick the spoon Learn every word to "The Dance" and "Neon Moon" And next thing you know You'll hang a swing on a piece of land Start sayin' things like, "Hell naw, " "Hot damn" Yeah, and if you dip your toe You'll get bit by the bug and wanna wet a line And that's the kind of trend, oh, that I could get behind
Everybody wanna be a cowboy Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere Everybody want a backwoods front porch With a tub full of iced-down beer Must be something in the water flowing out of the holler Blue collar musta caught a new wind Doggone, dadgum it, didn't see that coming Country's cool again
(Woo, yeah)
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Everybody wanna be a cowboy Drive a jon boat, whip a John Deere Everybody want a backwoods front porch With a tub full of iced-down beer Must be something in the water flowing out of the holler Blue collar musta caught a new wind Y'all hop in the back, how 'bout that? 'Cause country's cool again Ain't that some shit? I found a few hits 'Cause country's cool again
So cool Again
Compositores: Lainey Wilson, Trannie Anderson, Dallas Wilson & Aslan Freeman