Country Boys Like Me Lyrics
| Song | Country Boys Like Me |
| Artist | Craig Morgan |
| Album | This Ole Boy |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| Spent summers throwin’ brim in a red Ice chest | |
| Gave my heart to Jesus in my Sunday best | |
| Southern rock rolled from my radio each night | |
| When Freebird fell out of the sky | |
| Felt like I’d lost an old friend of mine | |
| Saw hate in livin’ color on my TV | |
| Learned black kids bled red just like me | |
| Scott’s Playboy opened my eyes one afternoon | |
| I noticed Jenny’s eyes were blue | |
| And Mama prayed for my every move | |
| When I stop and remember | |
| Each moment stands alone | |
| When I see ’em all together | |
| I’ve been blessed I know | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I’ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| A slow sunset can make my day | |
| Love’s more than a yes in a Chevrolet | |
| John 3:16 still brings me to my knees | |
| Yeah, I stand here at peace | |
| Knowing who I’ll always be | |
| When I stop and remember | |
| Each moment stands alone | |
| When I see ‘em all together | |
| I’ve been blessed I know | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I’ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I’ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| Lord keep smiling down on me | |
| And all them country boys like me |
| Spent summers throwin' brim in a red Ice chest | |
| Gave my heart to Jesus in my Sunday best | |
| Southern rock rolled from my radio each night | |
| When Freebird fell out of the sky | |
| Felt like I' d lost an old friend of mine | |
| Saw hate in livin' color on my TV | |
| Learned black kids bled red just like me | |
| Scott' s Playboy opened my eyes one afternoon | |
| I noticed Jenny' s eyes were blue | |
| And Mama prayed for my every move | |
| When I stop and remember | |
| Each moment stands alone | |
| When I see ' em all together | |
| I' ve been blessed I know | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I' ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| A slow sunset can make my day | |
| Love' s more than a yes in a Chevrolet | |
| John 3: 16 still brings me to my knees | |
| Yeah, I stand here at peace | |
| Knowing who I' ll always be | |
| When I stop and remember | |
| Each moment stands alone | |
| When I see ' em all together | |
| I' ve been blessed I know | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I' ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I' ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| Lord keep smiling down on me | |
| And all them country boys like me |
| Spent summers throwin' brim in a red Ice chest | |
| Gave my heart to Jesus in my Sunday best | |
| Southern rock rolled from my radio each night | |
| When Freebird fell out of the sky | |
| Felt like I' d lost an old friend of mine | |
| Saw hate in livin' color on my TV | |
| Learned black kids bled red just like me | |
| Scott' s Playboy opened my eyes one afternoon | |
| I noticed Jenny' s eyes were blue | |
| And Mama prayed for my every move | |
| When I stop and remember | |
| Each moment stands alone | |
| When I see ' em all together | |
| I' ve been blessed I know | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I' ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| A slow sunset can make my day | |
| Love' s more than a yes in a Chevrolet | |
| John 3: 16 still brings me to my knees | |
| Yeah, I stand here at peace | |
| Knowing who I' ll always be | |
| When I stop and remember | |
| Each moment stands alone | |
| When I see ' em all together | |
| I' ve been blessed I know | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I' ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| I guess the Lord must love a dirt road | |
| Faded barns and shaded creeks | |
| And I' ve come to think that He | |
| Loves country boys like me | |
| Lord keep smiling down on me | |
| And all them country boys like me |
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