Текст песни Chris Cagle - Country By The Grace Of God
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Hot sun goin` down, heatin` up this little townThe cows are fed and the plowin`s all been doneMoon light, fireflies, beer on the bank by the riversideWe`re gonna have ourselves a little funDancin` on the tailgates and raisin` a little cainRockin` in the pastures and rollin` in the hayIt`s the life I loveAnd I`m gonna live it `til they bury meI can`t get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple thingsAnd I take pride in everything I`ve got`Cause I`m American-born and country by the grace of GodI don`t need no Cadillacs, you can`t put no hay bails in the back It won`t cross a creek or tow no heavy loadI don`t like a high-rise cluttering up my clear blue skiesDon`t wanna be where the city`s all that growsSome are born with a silver spoon and some come from the farmSome have a ball in the mansion, but we get down in the barnIt`s the life I loveAnd I`m gonna live it `til they bury meI can`t get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple thingsAnd I take pride in everything I`ve got`Cause I`m American-born and country by the grace of GodWe build a world of dreams on a big ol` piece of landWe`re free to so anything we like, we`re country so we canIt`s the life I loveAnd I`m gonna live it `til they bury meI can`t get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple thingsAnd I take pride in everything I`ve got`Cause I`m American-born and country by the grace of God