Call Me Country - JJ Lawhorn

I’m just a good old boy from Virginia

Where the smell of tobacco still hangs in the barn

The house I grew up in, moma’s singed church hymns

While I hid and played Free Bird on daddy’s guitar

I learned to put my trust in a good pair of boots

And I ain’t ashamed of my down home roots

Call me country, it runs deep in my bones

My heart’s in my holler, the field’s in my soul

There’s a piece of my past down every dirt road

It’s my home, oh yeah, call me country

I remember granddaddy had a talk about that old oak tree

Six generations, too strong to fall down

Man you ought to see the sunset when it touches the red dirt

How it burns like a brush fire before it goes down

This piece of land will always carry my last name

When asked who I am, with pride I will say

Call me country, it runs deep in my bones

My heart’s in my holler, the field’s in my soul

There’s a piece of my past down every dirt road

It’s my home, oh yeah, call me country

Call me country, it runs deep in my bones

My heart’s in my holler, the field’s in my soul

There’s a piece of my past down every dirt road

It’s my home, oh yeah, call me country

Yeah, call me country, yeah