Get Your Country On Lyrics

Jump in the old truck, throw in the dog

Chase the cattle, slopping the hogs

Well, this is my life, and I feel all right

I'll work my fingers to the bone and still make the party tonight

Don't you know that

Stop, freeze time, maybe slow down

Living my life with my boots on the ground

Life is hard, I'll be strong

It's in my heart, my blood

Get your country on

Get your country on

Catch the grey line, dust in my throat

Guitar in my back,an old harp in my coat

In my faded old blue jeans, well, I feel fine

In my faded old blue jeans, I feel great

Feel like a number nine

Don't you know you gotta

Stop, freeze time maybe slow down

Living my life with my boots on the ground

Life is hard, I'll be strong

It's in my heart, my blood

Get your country on

Get your country on

Yeah, get down boys

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Yeah, get your boots on Tommy boy

I like my grits, everything fried

Red-eyed gravy, cold beer on the side

I'll be a redneck till the day I die

Well, I'm too drunk to dance

And you know I'm a little too fat to fly

Don't you know you've got to

Stop, freeze time maybe slow down

Living my life with my boots on the ground

Life is hard, I'll be strong

It's in my heart, my blood

Get your country on

Get your country on

Whoa

Hey, hey, hey, hey, hey

Yeah

Go, boss