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　　C.O.U.N.T.R.Y - Tyler Farr

　　We come from eastabuchie booger

　　hooker possum knuckle bug and grinders switch

　　We hoop and holler when old charlie daniels calls

　　that devil son of a bitch

　　Yeah we plow it nail it bail it

　　Then hightail it to town

　　We spend our pay day on them ladies

　　and them long necked rounds

　　We gonna live out past the limits

　　'Til the day that we die

　　We're from the banjo chicken pluckin'

　　Double clutchin'

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　　We like them shiny silver buckle straight tequila

　　Wrangler knuckle barbie dolls

　　We got them bait and tackle barbecutie booty tannin'

　　One stop shoppin' malls

　　We like our beech-nut long cut

　　Truck nutz hangin' off of the hitch

　　We whiskey shoot it

　　Scoot it fridays when were hillbilly rich

　　Charlottes brothers on the sofa eatin' chocolate pie

　　Out in the deer and dirt road ruttin'

　　Corn row cuttin'

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　　Can I get another men come on anybody

　　We love our guns our god our jesus pledge allegiance too

　　We bleed in john deere green red and white and blue

　　Screw politically correct we gonna let it fly

　　Out in the get it good and stuck and mother truckin'

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