Country Pride

My country pride runs deep within, some understand it, others don't want to. A rebel flag, a Dale Earnhardt shirt, and a cold one at the end of the day. That is country.. Ridin on your pappy's tractor while on his knee as he chewed tobacco and told stories of the war. Grammy's in the kitchen bakin pies and making lemonade. That is country.. A nascar race in Charlotte, a hunting season with buddies that followed you into the army. A moonshine til or your first date in daddy's car with your high school sweetheart. Catchin fireflies in a jar and rockin on the back porch listenin to grand pappy's stories of when he was young. And alwazys rememberin where you are from. That is country...