Colt Ford - Ride Through The Country Lyrics
Colt Ford Lyrics
Ride Through The Country Lyrics
Colt Ford f/ John Michael Montgomery
(Intro)
Thank Yall, How Yall Doin? Yeh, my names Colt Ford, I jus came here to do a little song for yall, bout where I come from,
the way I see it, I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me, hes gunna play a lil guitar and sing a lil bit.
Im gunna do a lil sumthin for yall called ride through the country, lets go John.
(Verse 1)
Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends, were used to gravel roads, and fishin
with cane poles, wasnt no swimmin pools, jus swimmin holes.
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, Ive been came a long way since back in them days, been round the world
twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates , there aint nuthin wrong with them big
city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nights, where I can see the darkness come in and go
Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow, you can leave your door open, aint nuttin gunna happen, most country folks
sing, but I couldnt, so im rappin, I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town
(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, theres sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thats why I walk the line, Im just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
dont you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Im from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(Verse 2)
Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, hes country, and hes rappin we gotta play him, folks been waitin for some one like me, to
give em some heart beats and spit that country
My jeans dont sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothin but work. Daylight til dark, thats how I
was bread, and Ill keep bein country til the day Im 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, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doin right,
Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on em, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we dont want em! So now yall all know
exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i dont give a damn!
(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, theres sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thats why I walk the line, Im just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
dont you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Im from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(Verse 3)
You might see my on your t.v, but honey, that dont mean a thing, you see, Im still that same ol country boy, and thats
all Ill 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
(Verse 4)
At about 5 oclock 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 dont care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to
shove and every one of us will fight
We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol Colt came here to give yall fair warnin, country folks wont be pushed around, and
theres some of us livin in every town, we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, its the
American way, no body owe you nothin supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,
I know some of yall think Colts kinda odd, but Im loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, theres sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thats why I walk the line, Im just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
dont you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Im from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(Intro)
Thank Yall, How Yall Doin? Yeh, my names Colt Ford, I jus came here to do a little song for yall, bout where I come from,
the way I see it, I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me, hes gunna play a lil guitar and sing a lil bit.
Im gunna do a lil sumthin for yall called ride through the country, lets go John.
(Verse 1)
Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends, were used to gravel roads, and fishin
with cane poles, wasnt no swimmin pools, jus swimmin holes.
We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, Ive been came a long way since back in them days, been round the world
twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates , there aint nuthin wrong with them big
city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nights, where I can see the darkness come in and go
Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow, you can leave your door open, aint nuttin gunna happen, most country folks
sing, but I couldnt, so im rappin, I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town
(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, theres sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thats why I walk the line, Im just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
dont you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Im from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(Verse 2)
Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, hes country, and hes rappin we gotta play him, folks been waitin for some one like me, to
give em some heart beats and spit that country
My jeans dont sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothin but work. Daylight til dark, thats how I
was bread, and Ill keep bein country til the day Im 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, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doin right,
Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on em, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we dont want em! So now yall all know
exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i dont give a damn!
(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, theres sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thats why I walk the line, Im just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
dont you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Im from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
(Verse 3)
You might see my on your t.v, but honey, that dont mean a thing, you see, Im still that same ol country boy, and thats
all Ill 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
(Verse 4)
At about 5 oclock 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 dont care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to
shove and every one of us will fight
We mostly easy like Sunday morning, ol Colt came here to give yall fair warnin, country folks wont be pushed around, and
theres some of us livin in every town, we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, its the
American way, no body owe you nothin supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,
I know some of yall think Colts kinda odd, but Im loud, proud and country by the grace of God!
(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, theres sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thats why I walk the line, Im just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
dont you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Im from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.
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