Country Country

[Verse 1] Another high-rise on the outskirts Makin' all that hard hat noise They got the concrete creepin' like a cottonmouth sneakin' too close for a good ol' boy They turned a two to a four to a six lane Turnin' barbed wire into walls I'm just a cold beer drinkin' redneck, but I'm thinkin' I might know a way to fix it all [Chorus] I'd take a wreckin' ball and knock it all down Turn every too big city to a small town Put all them slicks in the sticks Yeah, it might sound kinda funny What if everybody got a dog and a truck and some farmland Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand? If it was up to me I'd make the whole damn country country [Verse 2] I'm talkin' suppertime growin' in the backyard Mandatory porch rockin' chairs Make evеrybody work hard for their money so Nobody goes and robs somеbody for theirs Saturday night, burn the fire like a sip off the shine Sunday, sing a hymn, catch a brim on the line Every map would be a bunch of dots If it was my redneck ass callin' the shots [Chorus] I'd take a wreckin' ball and knock it all down Turn every too big city to a small town Put all them slicks in the sticks Yeah, it might sound kinda funny What if everybody got a dog and a truck and some farmland Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand? If it was up to me I'd make the whole damn country country [Bridge] Next time you lock your doors Or when you gotta drive half an hour out of town to see a star up in the sky Sittin' in traffic, catching hell from your boss Tell me we wouldn't be better off [Chorus] I'd take a wreckin' ball and knock it all down Turn every too big city to a small town Put all them slicks in the sticks Yeah, it might sound kinda funny But what if everybody got a dog and a truck and some farmland Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand? If it was up to me I'd make the whole damn country country