Country Home

Finally got out of town and found a place on a county road
Don’t know what I’m doing yet I never lived like this before
Can’t say I’m a country boy
This country don’t care about me
I’m just holding on out here in the land of the free

Now I’m living
Like my Papaw on the tractor me a bouncing on his knee
Making my way to the country store to find a little something sweet
Mamaw she rocking on that front porch the dog is tripping on a bone
I finally got out and I found myself
Found myself a country home

Take my life down a clay driveway through a pasture tall and green
To Mr. Bowles at the Valley Store ‘cause I need that triple thirteen
I get home and I miss ya babe
I don’t know about my friends
Cause sincе I got out I never really hеar from them

At least now I’m living
Like my Papaw on the tractor me a bouncing on his knee
Making my way to the country store to find a little something sweet
Mamaw she rocking on that front porch the dog is tripping on a bone

I finally got out and I found myself
Found myself a country home

Where the road meet’s the gravel babe
And the light gives way to the stars
Call me on your phone ‘cause you’re half a mile away from my country home
Half a mile away

From my papaw on the tractor me a bouncing on his knee
Making my way to the country store to find a little something sweet
Mamaw she rocking on that front porch the dog is tripping on a bone

I finally got out and I found myself
Found myself a country home

I ain’t singing that same old song
Cause I found myself
Found myself a country home