Letra de 'Got My Country On' de Cagle Chris

I worked all week to make me some money,
Bring it back to momma, best she give me some honey, yeah.
Cash my check, got a pocket of dollars,
Loosing in the burdoms of my blue collar, yeah.

Wooo, this is what I do, this is where I stand, this is who I am.
Living a song of a rambling man,
Getting it done with my own two hands
Put some grin in a coffee can when I’m gone, when I’m gone.
Driving my truck like a Cadillac
Drinking it up in my cowboy hat,
Rolling above it to the men in black
Sing it along, I got my country on.

I’m rolling it home, 5o’clock in a Friday,
Imma spend the next couple days doing it my way, yeah.
Call up a few friends, build a fire in the backyard,
Gonna be some chilling, chicken grilling, and guitars, yeah.

Whoa, this is all I know, this is where I’m from, this is what I love
Living a song of a rambling man,
Getting it done with my own two hands
Put some grin in a coffee can when I’m gone, when I’m gone.
Driving my truck like a Cadillac
Drinking it up in my cowboy hat,
Rolling above it to the men in black
Sing it along, I got my country on.

I got a little piece of ground that my granddad gave me
Down the road from the church where the good Lord saves me, yeah.

Living a song of a rambling man,
Getting it done with my own two hands
Put some grin in a coffee can when I’m gone, when I’m gone.
Driving my truck like a Cadillac
Drinking it up in my cowboy hat,
Rolling above it to the men in black
Sing it along, I got my country on.
I got my country on, yes I do!