Waitin' In The Country Lyrics

Five O' clock smokestacks 15th, check's fat Hacked off, backed up Hurry up and wait on the interstate Irate, tailgate tight Yeah, nothin' but brake lights
High rise concrete, painted up city street Fed up, red tape, add another lane Make it more insane, more strain Starbucksed up Man, I know where I'm pointin' my truck
Out in the country where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing The lazy river is a-windin' around With a cane pole bobber goin' down, goin' down
Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie I swear somewhere out there's everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, for me
Big city hip hop, rattilin' when I stop Parkin' lot jumpin', cars thumpin' Hard mixin' those rhymes And keepin' it right in time, that's cool But I guess I'm just old school
Juke box, hony tonk Mom and pops restaurant Willie, Waylon, Merle, yes Singin' them a country song, bring it on, son Yeah, I know where to get me some
Out in the country where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing The lazy river is a-windin' around With a cane pole bobber goin' down, goin' down
Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie I swear somewhere out, there's everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, waitin' for me
Out in the country where the world turns green There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing The lazy river is a-windin' around With a cane pole bobber goin' down, goin' down
Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie I swear somewhere out, there's everything I need Waitin' in the country for me, for me Waitin' in the country for me