Текст песни Brooks — Johnny Cash junkie

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I grew up on Waylon,
Willie and the Stones
Soundtrack to my life
Is a hillbilly song
Old boys like Merle,
That man in black
Said what they wanted,
Never looked back
I tear up
To «Crying Time»
Me and Johnny fight
To walk the line

I still drive a pickup,
I still wear boots
I grew up country,
I'm proud of my roots
Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed
I'm a Johnny Cash junkie
And a Buck Owens freak

We got redneck women
Driving ATV's
Wearing camo bikinis
On CMT
I throw back a beer,
I pledge allegiance to Hank
I'll take a little less pop,
A lot more twang
Three chords
And some down-home soul
Some things never grow old

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