Colt Ford, John Michael Montgomery - Ride Through The Country lyrics

Thank y'all, how y'all doin'
Yeah, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do
A little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I brought my buddy Mr john
Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar
And sing a lil' bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called ride through the country
Let's go John

Down the road where the black top ends
You can find Colt Ford with all his friends
We're used to gravel roads
And fishin' with cane poles
Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
We was dirt road poor
And cane switched raised
I done came a long way since back in the day
Been 'round the world twice
Seen all fifty states
Ate on thousand dollar china
But love some paper plates
There ain't nuthin' wrong with
Them big city lights
But me, I prefer them slow country nights
Where I can see the darkness come and then go
Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow
You can leave your door open
Ain't nuttin'll happen
Most country folks sing, but I couldn't
So I'm rappin'
I wanna show y'all where I come from
And invite ya all down to any country town

Now before I pack and things and leave
There's somethin' I need y'all to understand
I seen alotta things in my lifetime
That's why I walk the line
I'm just a simple man
And I done done things for cheap thrills
But all my scars heal
So don't you ever cry for me
'Cause, I ain't ashamed where I'm from
You always will come to take
A ride through the country

Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am he's country
And he's rappin' we gots to play him
Folks been waitin' for some one like me
To give 'em some hot beats
And spit that country
My jeans don't sag, they fit, and kinda tight
Got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work
Daylight 'til dark, that's how I was bred
And I'll keep bein' country 'til
The day I'm dead see, country folks eat
Biscuit's called catheads
Barbeque, baked beans, sweet tea
And white bread we like to fish and hunt
Ain't scared of a fight
Love the good Lord and believe in doin' right
Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on 'em
You can keep your Rolls Royce, 'cause baby
We don't want 'em!
So now y'all all know exactly who I am
And if you ain't into that
I don't give a damn!

Now before I pack and things and leave
There's somethin' I need y'all to understand
I seen alotta things in my lifetime
That's why I walk the line
I'm just a simple man
And I done done things for cheap thrills
But all my scars heal
So don't you ever cry for me
'Cause, I ain't ashamed where I'm from
You always will come to take
A ride through the country

You might see my on your TV, but honey
That don't mean a thing, you see
I'm still that same 'ol country boy
And that's all I'll ever be
And sometime, those bright lights blind me
And make it hard for me to see
But when I need to be reminded
I take a ride through the country yeah

At about 5 o'clock on Friday afternoon
Them country boys head down
To the local saloon
You're welcome to stop in and
Have a cold bottle
Big city boys and stuck up super models
We don't care where ya from
As long as you polite
'Cause push come to shove and every
One of us will fight
We mostly easy like Sunday morning
Ol' Colt came here to give y'all fair warnin'
Country folks won't be pushed around
And there's some of us livin' in every town
We believe in the Bible, and the USA
Work hard for what you want
It's the American way
No body owe you nothin' supposed
To earn your keep but in a hard days work
Get a good nights sleep
I know some of y'all think
Ol' Colt's kinda odd but, I'm loud
Proud and country by the grace of God

Now before I pack and things and leave
There's somethin' I need y'all to understand
I seen alotta things in my lifetime
That's why I walk the line
I'm just a simple man
And I done done things for cheap thrills
But all my scars heal
So don't you ever cry for me
'Cause, I ain't ashamed where I'm from
You always will come to take
A ride through the country