Letras
I got my first guitar when I was just a boy
I was playing the blues instead of playing with toys
Listening to the Opry and dreaming of the neon lights
So it was late to bed and early to rise
I worked the field all day and the crowd all night
My finger on the trigger and Nashville in my sights
Yeah I’m a real thing singing songs about real life
Chorus:
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country ain’t what I sing
It’s What I Am
This hat ain’t something I wear for style
These boots have been around a while
Country ain’t what I sing
It’s What I Am
I learned to drive on a red dirt road
Used to cruise the strip on Rock n Roll
Drove around on miles and miles of Texas
And as I grew daddy showed me how
To earn a livin by the sweat of my brow
And I’m damn proud to follow in his steps
He said work hard and let the good lord do the rest
Chorus:
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country ain’t what I sing
It’s What I Am
This hat ain’t something I wear for style
These boots have been around a while
Country ain’t what I sing
It’s What I Am
And I never heard a fiddle called a violin
Never really worried if I fit in
Country ain’t what I sing
It’s What I Am
This hat ain’t something I wear for style
These boots have been around a while
Country ain’t what I sing
It’s What I Am
It’s What I Am