Can’t Help My Country

There's that cross on the church I can see from the highway Tells me I'm miles away from the backroads that I grew up on Where that Birmingham high school band Played we will rock you up in the stands And Sundays with the family round the table every week You can take the wildflowers and the main street memories But down in my heart is where they'll always be Cause I can't help my country soul Lord knows I love me some sweet magnolia Words that drip real slow like honey always take me home Raised on Dolly Raised on Charley And Strawberry Wine Between the roots underneath my feet and God above me I swear I can't help my country Hmm I can't help my country It's a smile it's a wave when you're passing a stranger It's a long talk on a front porch swing It's a yes ma'am and a come on in y'all Speak my mind make my mom and daddy proud If you got something to sing girl You better sing it loud It's the where I'm from and what I'm all about Oh, cause I can't help my country soul Lord knows I love me some sweet magnolia Words that drip real slow like honey always take me home Raised on Dolly Raised on Charley And Strawberry Wine Between the roots underneath my feet and God above me I swear I can't help my country Cause I can't help my country soul Sure love me some sweet magnolia Words that drip real slow like honey always take me home Raised on Dolly Raised on Charley And Strawberry Wine Between the roots underneath my feet and God above me I can't help the way it makes my heart beat I can't help my country My southern drawl, can't turn it off I'm made of sunshine and a backroad If you can't tell, I just can't help Can't help my country Mhhh