The Sound of water running through th creek
Cows on the hillside grazing
Warm breeze through the treetops
Wild animals in the woods
I was born country
These things run through my blood
Like a mighty river
That can not be stopped
Fixing fence
Hauling hay
Cutting wood
Fishing in the pond
I was born country
It is forever a part of who I am
Family dinners
Catching Fireflies
Sitting out at night
Watching the starlight
I was born country
The spirit of nature
Is one with my soul
For it truly is
God\'s creation
Hay rides
BBQs
Fresh fruits and vegitables
From the garden
I was born country
Nothing like a job well done
Being with friends
Getting along
Dogs in the yard
Mom\'s cooking
Cat\'s in the barn
Kids playing in the yard
I was born country
It is who I am
The values passed down
Can not be taught
Only can be learned
Off the land
Gathering Walnuts
Camping out at night
Tire swings
I was born country
I always will be