E

I’m a country man, I work real hard

                                                                    Bm

Cuttin backer, pushin’ plows I’ve even milked a few ol’ cows

  E                             Bm                             E

You city boys wouldn’t even know where to start

I’m a country man, I work real hard

I work my fingers to the bone on each and every job

Up at dawn put my briches on, I’m gonna’ work hard all day long

I’m a workin’ fool that just don’t know when to quit

Chorus

Bm                  A                 E

Is where that I grew to understand

Bm           A                E

That life ain’t about what you got

          Bm                         A                       E

It’s about earnin’ what you got with your 2 hands

Instrumental run

I’m a country man, I play real hard

I got my education, down on the Johnsons farm

A keg of beer on a Friday night, real close friends by my side

I even slipped with the Johnsons daughter down to the barn

I’m a country man, and I work real hard

Put the 2 together and that’s where I got my start

Well I was raised back in the sticks, but that mean I’m no damn hick

I’m just a common, ordinary country man

Chorus – Out

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