Tuesday, January 15, 2013

"How Country Feels"

One of my favorite country songs on the radio...  Yes, for those of you who didn't know I like Country Music... This L.A. girl LOVES her some Country music.  And, Yes I do have some Country Roots!!! How do you think I met my husband, Brian?  Out in the country... At my Uncle and Aunts house who were having a BBQ while I was visiting from Los Angeles.  After a few Tequila shots... He was mine... Hahahahaha!!! Shhhh don't let him know I told you!!



"How Country Feels"

You were raised on an asphalt farm
Ain't never heard a rooster crow
Never walked barefoot by a river
Felt the mud up between your toes

You never rolled in the hay
You never thrown it in four wheel
Climb up on here girl
Let me show you how country feels

Let your hair down, hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off
Get you some of this slow down fast
I'll take you up and down these hollers and hills
Let me show you how country feels

You ever watched the sun go down
From the bed of a pickup truck
Ever been so into somebody
You're still lying there when it comes back up

Girl what do you say?
Cut a path through that cornfield
Park down by the water
Let me show you how country feels

Let your hair down, hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off
Get you some of this slow down fast
I'll take you up and down these hollers and hills
Let me show you how country feels

Let your hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off (Kick your shoes off)

Let your hair down, hair down
Get you some of this laid on back
Kick your shoes off, kick 'em off
Get you some of this slow down fast
I'll take you up and down these hollers and hills
Let me show you how country feels
Country feels





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