Perfect Country Song

Woke up in the morning, roosters crowing loud, sun peeking over hills, chasing away the clouds

Grabbed my old guitar, worn strings and faded wood, living in this small town, life is mighty good

Dusty hoods and blue jeans, hard work and calloused hands, Friday night at the honky-tonk, playing with the band

Mama's in the kitchen, making apple pie, daddy's on the front porch watching time go by

This is the perfect country song, you can sing along, simple tales of heart and home where we all belong

No need for fancy words, just truth we've always known, living life the country way, it's how we've grown

That's how we've grown

Fishing by the river with my old man by my side, we ain't got no worries, got all the stars and the tide

Old friends gather round the bonfire light, stories of the good times echo through the night

Days are slow and easy, sunsets never rush, every moment lingers, happiness is hush