There's a house fly swimmin in my sweet tea 
Hey darling pass another Kerr jar to me 
Butter drippin off a biscuit, baby better take a bite 
Cantaloupe thumps like it's finally ripe 
Box fan on a lawn chair suckin in swamp air 
200 mile marker signs from nowhere 
That's what country is 

It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall 
It's a hideaway bed in an old horse stall 
Two kids gettin caught stealin a first farm kiss 
It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell in the cotton 
It's a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten 
It's homemade peach ice cream on sun burnt lips 
That's what country is 

When the sun starts slippin from the Delta sky 
And the last scare crow tucks in for the night 
Make a fire throw a blanket on the sandy bank 
Barefoot cane poll wavin at the river boats 
And when their gone take a dip in the moon glow 
That's what country is 

It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall 
It's a hideaway bed in an old horse stall 
Two kids gettin caught stealin a first farm kiss 
It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell in the cotton 
It's a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten 
It's homemade peach ice cream on sun burnt lips 
That's what country is 

It ain't a jacked up truck that's never seen a pasture 
It's cars pullin over for a no cab tractor 
It's homemade peach ice cream on sun burnt lips 
No it can't be bought, it's something your born with 
That's what country is 
That's what country is 
That's what country is 
That's what country is