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Ian Munsick

I See Country

 

I See Country

(album: Coyote Cry - 2021)


Who don't like a little rain on a tin roof
Boat running on a lake in late June
Cold brew with the crew on a Saturday night
Who don't like shooting stars on a tailgate
Mama's cooking after church on a Sunday
Fire lighting up the sky on the Fourth of July

Woah, this thing hits wherever you call home
No, it ain't something that you find
Only down an old dirt road

It's in the lights of New York, the hills of LA
Everybody got their own honky tonk way
Down to Carolina and up to Idaho
They all want some porch swinging, picking on that banjo
They like to dance to the songs we're singing
Can't get enough of the whiskey we're drinking
All want a piece of that homegrown feeling
It ain't just here or there, I see country everywhere

I see country everywhere

Take a shot of some Hank for the bad days
A little Dolly for the smiles and the good things
Load up a dose of Willie when you wanna get high

Woah, this thing hits wherever you call home
No, it ain't something that you find
Only down an old dirt road

It's in the lights of New York, the hills of LA
Everybody got their own honky tonk way
Down to Carolina and up to Idaho
They all want some porch swinging, picking on that banjo
They like to dance to the songs we're singing
Can't get enough of the whiskey we're drinking
All want a piece of that homegrown feeling
It ain't just here or there, I see country everywhere

I see country everywhere

I see the tears, the first loves, the breakups
Families, friends, the fights and the make-ups
Home team home runs, fourth quarter comebacks
We all know that

It's in the lights of New York, the hills of LA
Everybody got their own honky tonk way
Down to Carolina and up to Idaho
They all want some porch swinging, picking on that banjo
They like to dance to the songs we're singing
Can't get enough of the whiskey we're drinking (Ooh)
All want a piece of that homegrown feeling
It ain't just here or there, I see country everywhere

I see country everywhere

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