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SINGER: Chris Cagle
SONG:Country By The Grace Of God
Hot sun goin' down heatin' up this little town the cows are fed and the plowin's all been done Moonlight, fireflies beer on the bank by the riverside we're gonna have ourselves a little fun Dancin' on the tailgates and raisin' a little cain rockin' in the pastures and rollin' in the hay It's the life i love and i'm gonna live it til they bury me i can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things and i take pride in everything i've got 'cause i'm american born and country by the grace of god! I don't need no cadillacs you can't put no hay bales in the back it won't cross a creek or tow no heavy load I don't like a high-rise cluttering up my clear blue skies don't wanna be where the city is all that grows Listen here, some are born with a silver spoon and some come from the farm some have a ball in the mansion, but we get down in the barn! It's the life i love and i'm gonna live it til they bury me i can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things oh, and i take pride in everything i've got 'cause i'm american born and country by the grace of god! We bulid a world of dreams on a big 'ol piece of land we're free do anything we like we're country, so we can! It's the life i love and i'm gonna live it til they bury me i can't get enough of dirt roads and dusty fields and the simple things and i take pride in everything i've got 'cause i'm american born and country by the grace of god!
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