Montgomery Gentry - Hey Country Lyrics
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Hey Country
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What Are The Lyrics For Hey Country By Montgomery Gentry?
Shotguns, halter tops
A Fire bird from a chop shop A six pack of ice cold bud Screaming at the cop Hey, need another cold one Can't ya see, can't ya see What that woman been doing to me Well, that's Jay in the backseat Marshall tucker singing on the CD He's a hick, hey just like me Hey, country fresh off the farm Hey, country, look at that cowboy hat Hey, country, everybody sing Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Check it out, a small town, busted dreams Turned eighteen, joined the marines Get a crew cut, a tattoo Tell your girlfriend you'll be right back Give or take a war or two Boot camp, push ups You get a gun and ya muscle up I don't know but I been told I don't know but I've been told Hey, country fresh off the farm Hey, country, look at that cowboy hat Hey, country, everybody sing Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh Two years an ex wife later I got a job patching up radiators And the occasional fuel pump Saving up, moving to the city There I was working on a Tuesday When a fire bird showing his age Pulled up to the middle bay What to ya know, it's Jay Hey, country fresh off the farm Hey, country, look at that cowboy hat Hey, country, everybody sing Oh, oh, oh, oh, oh |
Who Wrote Hey Country By Montgomery Gentry?
Bart Allmand, Danny Myrick, Jeffrey Steele
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What's The Duration Of The Hey Country By Montgomery Gentry?The duration of Hey Country is 3:23 minutes and seconds. |
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