| Song | C-O-U-N-T-R-Y |
| Artist | Joe Diffie |
| Album | Life's So Funny |
| Download | Image LRC TXT |
| 作词 : Drake, Harbin, Hill | |
| I ain't never hauled hay in the trunk of my car, | |
| But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. | |
| I know how to work and how ta have fun, | |
| I'm a good-timin', blue-collar, son-of-a-gun | |
| I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs, | |
| Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer. | |
| That's the way | |
| I'm gonna be 'till the day | |
| I die, C-O- | |
| U-N-T-R-Y | |
| My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes, | |
| She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots. | |
| She can dance to the music, all night long, | |
| She's a stick of dynamite, she's bad to the bone. | |
| She likes | |
| Boogy Woogy, | |
| Ragae, Rap, | |
| Pop, and Soul, | |
| Hip-Hop Blues, and | |
| Rock and Roll. | |
| If you really want to know what drives her wild, | |
| C-O-U-N-T- | |
| R-Y You might not know it by the way we talk, | |
| We might not show it by the way we walk, | |
| But we're true and tried, genuine, certified, | |
| C-O-U-N-T- | |
| R-Y That's the way we're gonna be until the day we die | |
| C-O-U-N-T- | |
| R-Y I said | |
| C-O-U-N-T- | |
| R-Y |
| zuo ci : Drake, Harbin, Hill | |
| I ain' t never hauled hay in the trunk of my car, | |
| But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. | |
| I know how to work and how ta have fun, | |
| I' m a goodtimin', bluecollar, sonofagun | |
| I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs, | |
| Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer. | |
| That' s the way | |
| I' m gonna be ' till the day | |
| I die, CO | |
| UNTRY | |
| My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes, | |
| She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots. | |
| She can dance to the music, all night long, | |
| She' s a stick of dynamite, she' s bad to the bone. | |
| She likes | |
| Boogy Woogy, | |
| Ragae, Rap, | |
| Pop, and Soul, | |
| HipHop Blues, and | |
| Rock and Roll. | |
| If you really want to know what drives her wild, | |
| COUNT | |
| RY You might not know it by the way we talk, | |
| We might not show it by the way we walk, | |
| But we' re true and tried, genuine, certified, | |
| COUNT | |
| RY That' s the way we' re gonna be until the day we die | |
| COUNT | |
| RY I said | |
| COUNT | |
| RY |
| zuò cí : Drake, Harbin, Hill | |
| I ain' t never hauled hay in the trunk of my car, | |
| But I drunk a little shine from a mason jar. | |
| I know how to work and how ta have fun, | |
| I' m a goodtimin', bluecollar, sonofagun | |
| I like monster trucks, tractor pulls, country fairs, | |
| Huntin' and fishin' and ice cold beer. | |
| That' s the way | |
| I' m gonna be ' till the day | |
| I die, CO | |
| UNTRY | |
| My baby looks hot in her high heel shoes, | |
| She looks even cooler in her cowboy boots. | |
| She can dance to the music, all night long, | |
| She' s a stick of dynamite, she' s bad to the bone. | |
| She likes | |
| Boogy Woogy, | |
| Ragae, Rap, | |
| Pop, and Soul, | |
| HipHop Blues, and | |
| Rock and Roll. | |
| If you really want to know what drives her wild, | |
| COUNT | |
| RY You might not know it by the way we talk, | |
| We might not show it by the way we walk, | |
| But we' re true and tried, genuine, certified, | |
| COUNT | |
| RY That' s the way we' re gonna be until the day we die | |
| COUNT | |
| RY I said | |
| COUNT | |
| RY |