Ride Through the Country Featuring John Michael Montgomery
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Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
I just came here to do a little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride Through The Country', let's go John
Down the road where the black top ends
You can find Colt Ford with all his friends
We're used to gravel roads, and fishin' with cane poles
Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised
I've been came a long way since back in the day
Been round the world twice seen all fifty states
Ate on thousand dollar china, but love some paper plates
There ain't nuthin' wrong with them big city lights
But me, I prefer them slow country nights
Where I can see the darkness come in and then go
Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow
You can leave your door open, ain't nuttin' gunna happen
Most country folks sing, but I couldn't, so I'm rappin'
I wanna show y'all where I come from
And invite y'all all down to any country town
Now before I pack my things and leave
There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
I seen alotta things in my life time
That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
And not into things for cheep thrills
But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
Up, dressed, and gone by five am, he's country
And he's rappin' we gottas play him
Folks been waitin' for some one like me
To give 'em some hot beats and spit that country
My jeans don't sag, they fit, and kinda tight
Got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work
Daylight til dark, that's how I was bred
And I'll keep bein' country til the day I'm dead
See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads
Bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread
We like to fish and hunt, ain't scared of a fight
Love the good Lord and believe in doin' right,
Got four-wheel drives, some got mud on 'em
You can keep your Rolls Royce, 'cause baby
We don't want 'em! So now y'all all know exactly who I am
And if you ain't into that, I don't give a damn!
Now before I pack my things and leave
There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
I seen a lotta things in my life time
That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
And not into things for cheep thrills
But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
You might see my on your t.v, but honey
That don't mean a thing, you see
I'm still that same ol' country boy
And that's all I'll ever be, and sometime
Those bright lights blind me
And make it hard for me to see
But when I need to be reminded
I take a ride through the country
At about five o'clock on Friday afternoon
Them country boys head down to the local saloon
You welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle
Big city boys and stuck up super models
We don't care where ya from, as long as you polite
'Cause push come to shove and every one of us will fight
We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol' Colt
Came here to give y'all fair warnin'
Country folks wont be pushed around
And there's some of us livin' in every town
We believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A
Work hard for what you want, it's the American way
Nobody owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep
Put in a hard day's work, get a good nights sleep
I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd
But I'm loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
Now before I pack my things and leave
There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
I seen a lotta things in my life time
That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
And not into things for cheep thrills
But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
I just came here to do a little song for y'all
'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
Called 'Ride Through The Country', let's go John
Down the road where the black top ends
You can find Colt Ford with all his friends
We're used to gravel roads, and fishin' with cane poles
Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised
I've been came a long way since back in the day
Been round the world twice seen all fifty states
Ate on thousand dollar china, but love some paper plates
There ain't nuthin' wrong with them big city lights
But me, I prefer them slow country nights
Where I can see the darkness come in and then go
Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow
You can leave your door open, ain't nuttin' gunna happen
Most country folks sing, but I couldn't, so I'm rappin'
I wanna show y'all where I come from
And invite y'all all down to any country town
Now before I pack my things and leave
There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
I seen alotta things in my life time
That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
And not into things for cheep thrills
But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
Up, dressed, and gone by five am, he's country
And he's rappin' we gottas play him
Folks been waitin' for some one like me
To give 'em some hot beats and spit that country
My jeans don't sag, they fit, and kinda tight
Got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work
Daylight til dark, that's how I was bred
And I'll keep bein' country til the day I'm dead
See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads
Bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread
We like to fish and hunt, ain't scared of a fight
Love the good Lord and believe in doin' right,
Got four-wheel drives, some got mud on 'em
You can keep your Rolls Royce, 'cause baby
We don't want 'em! So now y'all all know exactly who I am
And if you ain't into that, I don't give a damn!
Now before I pack my things and leave
There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
I seen a lotta things in my life time
That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
And not into things for cheep thrills
But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
You might see my on your t.v, but honey
That don't mean a thing, you see
I'm still that same ol' country boy
And that's all I'll ever be, and sometime
Those bright lights blind me
And make it hard for me to see
But when I need to be reminded
I take a ride through the country
At about five o'clock on Friday afternoon
Them country boys head down to the local saloon
You welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle
Big city boys and stuck up super models
We don't care where ya from, as long as you polite
'Cause push come to shove and every one of us will fight
We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol' Colt
Came here to give y'all fair warnin'
Country folks wont be pushed around
And there's some of us livin' in every town
We believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A
Work hard for what you want, it's the American way
Nobody owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep
Put in a hard day's work, get a good nights sleep
I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd
But I'm loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
Now before I pack my things and leave
There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
I seen a lotta things in my life time
That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
And not into things for cheep thrills
But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
To take a ride through the country
โฑ๏ธ Synced Lyrics
[00:01.16] Thank y'all, how y'all doin'? Yeh, my names Colt Ford
[00:05.48] I just came here to do a little song for y'all
[00:08.37] 'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
[00:11.50] I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
[00:14.23] He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
[00:17.08] I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
[00:19.00] Called 'Ride Through The Country', let's go John
[00:22.70] Down the road where the black top ends
[00:24.67] You can find Colt Ford with all his friends
[00:27.46] We're used to gravel roads, and fishin' with cane poles
[00:30.36] Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
[00:33.03] We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised
[00:36.00] I've been came a long way since back in the day
[00:38.66] Been round the world twice seen all fifty states
[00:41.48] Ate on thousand dollar china, but love some paper plates
[00:44.30] There ain't nuthin' wrong with them big city lights
[00:47.06] But me, I prefer them slow country nights
[00:49.84] Where I can see the darkness come in and then go
[00:52.69] Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow
[00:55.48] You can leave your door open, ain't nuttin' gunna happen
[00:58.33] Most country folks sing, but I couldn't, so I'm rappin'
[01:01.11] I wanna show y'all where I come from
[01:03.58] And invite y'all all down to any country town
[01:06.73] Now before I pack my things and leave
[01:09.35] There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
[01:11.75] I seen alotta things in my life time
[01:14.22] That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
[01:17.19] And not into things for cheep thrills
[01:19.19] But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
[01:23.28] 'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
[01:26.14] To take a ride through the country
[01:29.07] Up, dressed, and gone by five am, he's country
[01:32.55] And he's rappin' we gottas play him
[01:34.50] Folks been waitin' for some one like me
[01:37.04] To give 'em some hot beats and spit that country
[01:40.28] My jeans don't sag, they fit, and kinda tight
[01:42.97] Got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work
[01:45.63] Daylight til dark, that's how I was bred
[01:48.36] And I'll keep bein' country til the day I'm dead
[01:51.22] See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads
[01:54.06] Bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread
[01:56.70] We like to fish and hunt, ain't scared of a fight
[01:59.33] Love the good Lord and believe in doin' right,
[02:02.15] Got four-wheel drives, some got mud on 'em
[02:05.18] You can keep your Rolls Royce, 'cause baby
[02:07.04] We don't want 'em! So now y'all all know exactly who I am
[02:10.71] And if you ain't into that, I don't give a damn!
[02:13.65] Now before I pack my things and leave
[02:16.38] There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
[02:18.43] I seen a lotta things in my life time
[02:21.22] That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
[02:23.94] And not into things for cheep thrills
[02:26.30] But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
[02:29.79] 'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
[02:33.00] To take a ride through the country
[02:35.88] You might see my on your t.v, but honey
[02:38.83] That don't mean a thing, you see
[02:41.49] I'm still that same ol' country boy
[02:44.19] And that's all I'll ever be, and sometime
[02:47.49] Those bright lights blind me
[02:49.56] And make it hard for me to see
[02:52.46] But when I need to be reminded
[02:55.07] I take a ride through the country
[02:58.13] At about five o'clock on Friday afternoon
[03:00.74] Them country boys head down to the local saloon
[03:03.70] You welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle
[03:06.64] Big city boys and stuck up super models
[03:09.52] We don't care where ya from, as long as you polite
[03:12.03] 'Cause push come to shove and every one of us will fight
[03:14.98] We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol' Colt
[03:18.52] Came here to give y'all fair warnin'
[03:20.70] Country folks wont be pushed around
[03:23.28] And there's some of us livin' in every town
[03:25.97] We believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A
[03:28.83] Work hard for what you want, it's the American way
[03:31.46] Nobody owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep
[03:34.37] Put in a hard day's work, get a good nights sleep
[03:37.07] I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd
[03:40.25] But I'm loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
[03:42.82] Now before I pack my things and leave
[03:45.65] There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
[03:47.75] I seen a lotta things in my life time
[03:50.23] That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
[03:53.35] And not into things for cheep thrills
[03:55.48] But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
[03:59.35] 'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
[04:02.32] To take a ride through the country
[00:05.48] I just came here to do a little song for y'all
[00:08.37] 'Bout where I come from, the way I see it
[00:11.50] I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me
[00:14.23] He's gonna play a lil' guitar and sing a lil bit
[00:17.08] I'm gonna do a lil sumthin' for y'all
[00:19.00] Called 'Ride Through The Country', let's go John
[00:22.70] Down the road where the black top ends
[00:24.67] You can find Colt Ford with all his friends
[00:27.46] We're used to gravel roads, and fishin' with cane poles
[00:30.36] Wasn't no swimmin' pools, just swimmin' holes
[00:33.03] We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised
[00:36.00] I've been came a long way since back in the day
[00:38.66] Been round the world twice seen all fifty states
[00:41.48] Ate on thousand dollar china, but love some paper plates
[00:44.30] There ain't nuthin' wrong with them big city lights
[00:47.06] But me, I prefer them slow country nights
[00:49.84] Where I can see the darkness come in and then go
[00:52.69] Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow
[00:55.48] You can leave your door open, ain't nuttin' gunna happen
[00:58.33] Most country folks sing, but I couldn't, so I'm rappin'
[01:01.11] I wanna show y'all where I come from
[01:03.58] And invite y'all all down to any country town
[01:06.73] Now before I pack my things and leave
[01:09.35] There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
[01:11.75] I seen alotta things in my life time
[01:14.22] That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
[01:17.19] And not into things for cheep thrills
[01:19.19] But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
[01:23.28] 'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
[01:26.14] To take a ride through the country
[01:29.07] Up, dressed, and gone by five am, he's country
[01:32.55] And he's rappin' we gottas play him
[01:34.50] Folks been waitin' for some one like me
[01:37.04] To give 'em some hot beats and spit that country
[01:40.28] My jeans don't sag, they fit, and kinda tight
[01:42.97] Got on a white t-shirt, no nothin' but work
[01:45.63] Daylight til dark, that's how I was bred
[01:48.36] And I'll keep bein' country til the day I'm dead
[01:51.22] See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads
[01:54.06] Bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread
[01:56.70] We like to fish and hunt, ain't scared of a fight
[01:59.33] Love the good Lord and believe in doin' right,
[02:02.15] Got four-wheel drives, some got mud on 'em
[02:05.18] You can keep your Rolls Royce, 'cause baby
[02:07.04] We don't want 'em! So now y'all all know exactly who I am
[02:10.71] And if you ain't into that, I don't give a damn!
[02:13.65] Now before I pack my things and leave
[02:16.38] There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
[02:18.43] I seen a lotta things in my life time
[02:21.22] That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
[02:23.94] And not into things for cheep thrills
[02:26.30] But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
[02:29.79] 'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
[02:33.00] To take a ride through the country
[02:35.88] You might see my on your t.v, but honey
[02:38.83] That don't mean a thing, you see
[02:41.49] I'm still that same ol' country boy
[02:44.19] And that's all I'll ever be, and sometime
[02:47.49] Those bright lights blind me
[02:49.56] And make it hard for me to see
[02:52.46] But when I need to be reminded
[02:55.07] I take a ride through the country
[02:58.13] At about five o'clock on Friday afternoon
[03:00.74] Them country boys head down to the local saloon
[03:03.70] You welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle
[03:06.64] Big city boys and stuck up super models
[03:09.52] We don't care where ya from, as long as you polite
[03:12.03] 'Cause push come to shove and every one of us will fight
[03:14.98] We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol' Colt
[03:18.52] Came here to give y'all fair warnin'
[03:20.70] Country folks wont be pushed around
[03:23.28] And there's some of us livin' in every town
[03:25.97] We believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A
[03:28.83] Work hard for what you want, it's the American way
[03:31.46] Nobody owe you nothin' supposed to earn your keep
[03:34.37] Put in a hard day's work, get a good nights sleep
[03:37.07] I know some of y'all think Colt's kinda odd
[03:40.25] But I'm loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
[03:42.82] Now before I pack my things and leave
[03:45.65] There's sumthin' I need y'all to understand
[03:47.75] I seen a lotta things in my life time
[03:50.23] That's why I walk the line, I'm just a simple man
[03:53.35] And not into things for cheep thrills
[03:55.48] But all my scars heel, so don't you ever cry for me
[03:59.35] 'Cause I ain't ashamed where I'm from, you always will come
[04:02.32] To take a ride through the country