Favorite Country Song

Summertime, Chicken Fried, Mama Tried Country Boy, Country Boy Can Survive Oh, Marina, My Maria, and My Amy Outskirts Of Heaven and Sinners Like Me Yeah, they might've lit a flame under these old boots But they sure don't hold no candle to A north wind blowin' through a patch of pines Whippoorwills singin' 'bout summertime Raindrops drummin' on rusted tin Flathead draggin' out 20 pound Stren Oh-whoa, strike up the fire, somebody cue the crickets in the creek bank choir Gotta get back 'cause it's been too long That's my favorite country song Hound-dog howlin', tryna track it down A straight pipes hummin', comin' back from town Grease in the skillet goin' pop, pop, pop Nah, you can't find that on an old jukebox It's a John Deere clearin' out a rye-grass row If you don't come from it, then you probably don't know Yeah, you probably don't know 'Bout a north wind blowin' through a patch of pines Whippoorwills singin' 'bout summertime Raindrops drummin' on rusted tin Flathead draggin' out 20 pound Stren Oh-whoa, strike up the fire, somebody cue the crickets in the creek bank choir Gotta get back 'cause it's been too long That's my favorite country song Oh, hallelujah, I know it that the good Lord wrote it For a good ol' boy like me On the back porch, sippin' on a cold beer Listen to some home-sweet harmony 'Bout a north wind blowin' through a patch of pines Whippoorwills singin' 'bout summertime Raindrops drummin' on rusted tin Flathead draggin' out 20 pound Stren Like, oh-whoa, strike up the fire, somebody cue the crickets in the creek bank choir Gotta get back 'cause it's been too long That's my favorite country song Oh, I said, that's my favorite country song