Call It Country

You call it a county line
I call it a first sign
That I got two lefts left and one right
To mama's front porch
You call it a dirt road
I call it from the view from my window
From the yellow wild flowers
All the way up to that barn red door

You see gravel, I see a short cut
You see a hand me down, I see a good truck
To roll to the boon docks and go get my tires stuck

It's where my soul's got roots that won't let go
No matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a Firestone
You call it country
I call it home (I call it home)
I call it home (I call it home sweet home)

You call it a honky tonk
I call it my first job
Momma in a cover band
Me side stage just singing along (that's country)

You see a tailgate, I see a first kiss
You see a cornfield, I see a harvest
Sunrise sun dress, moonlight shines still (I'll tell 'em)

It's where my soul's got roots that won't let go
No matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a Firestone
You call it country
I call it home (I call it home)
I call it home (I call it home sweet home)

So if you're ever rollin' in on a whim on a Friday night
Just Follow that neon Pabst Blue welcome sign, yeah

It's where my soul's got roots that won't let go (let go)
No matter where I roam
Where I come from always finds me
Takes me back to those memories
Sipping on summertime sweet tea
Swinging on a Firestone
You call it country
I call it home (you see the back woods, I see a playground)
I call it home (you see a map dot, I see where my heart's found, I call it home)
I call it home