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

It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall
It's a hide away bed in an old horse stall
Two kids getting caught stealing a Boone's 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 sunburnt lips
That's what country is

When the sun starts slipping from the delta sky
And the last scarecrow tucks in for the night
Make a fire throw a blanket on the sandy bank
'Bout an hour 'til we feel the first catfish yank
Barefoot cane pole waving at the riverboats
They when they're 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 hide away bed in an old horse stall
Two kids getting caught stealing a Boone's 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 sunburnt lips
That's what country is

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