Alabama

Writers: John Schweers/Byron Hill
Clear creeks and cool mountain mornin's
Honest work out in the fields
Cornbread in my momma's kitchen
Daddy saying grace before the meal
Family ties run deep in this land
And I'm never very far from what I am
Chorus
I was born country and that's what I'll always be
Like the rivers and the woodlands wild and free
I got a hundred years of down home
running through my blood
I was born country and this country's what I love
Moonlight and you hear beside me
Crickets serenadin' in the yard
What more could two people ask for
Laying here in love beneath the stars
Now this is where I wanna raise my kids
Just the way my mom and daddy did
Repeat Chorus 2X
I was born country