All Pure Country

I eat eggs and I sop my gravy when the sun comes up

I drink my coffee black in the morning in a big old cup

I love my wife and I kiss my kids, I work hard to pay these bills

I keep stretching and somehow make enough to liveWell, I'm all pure country to the bone

I drive a truck and I work all day, a sweating on this farm

I play my radio way too loud

I do my running with the country crowd

Yeah, I'm all pure country to the boneI take my corn bread cold in a glass of buttermilk

I put my K-Mart's on my boots and dad's old hat

I don't belong to the blue blood crowd

I own a dog that's a blue blood hound

I got the puppies sitting here beside me on the seat right nowI help my dear sweet mama tend a garden out back 'a their house

I go fishing every time I can with my kids and dad

I work a long old 12 hour day, a busting butts to pay my way

But I still go to church and I pray on the Sabbath dayWell, I'm all pure country to the bone

I drive a truck and I work all day, a sweating on this farm

I play my radio way too loud

I do my running with the country crowd

Yeah, I'm all pure country to the boneI do my running with the country crowd

I play my radio way too loud

And I'm all pure country to the bone

Yeah, I'm all pure country to the bone