I don't need the heat, I didn't ask for the power
I never wanted any trouble; I won't die a coward
You would think monies satisfaction, it isn't freedom if 
you aren't free
It's all just an addiction; you'd sell your soul for some 
peace

Chorus
Give me the Warm Country Sun
Get me out of the city
Give me the Warm Country Sun

I'm kinda used to this poverty 'til someone tells you 
it's wrong
I kinda like my simple ways, I never meant any harm
I got God in my church; I earn the money I make
My children learn appreciation with every sweat I break

Yeah I love my country and I would fight in its wars
Says here born in the USA tattooed on my arm