Country Must Be Country Wide

I grew up south of the Mason Dixon Workin' spittin' huntin' and fishin' Stone cold country by the grace of God I was gasin' up the other day And an ol' boy pulled up with a license plate From Ohio I thought of good lord he's lost From his wranglers to his boots He reminded me of Chris LeDoux And that Copenhagen smile Country must be country wide In every state There's a station Playin' Cash, Hank, Willie, and Waylon In foreign cars and four wheel drives There's cowboys and hillbillies From farm towns to big cities There ain't no doubt in my mind Country must be country wide It ain't where It's how you live We weren't raised to take We were raised to give The shirt off our back To anyone in need We bow our heads before we eat Before we start our day Before we fall asleep 'Cause in god we trust and we believe And we see what's wrong And we know what's right And ol' Hank he said it all When he said country folks can survive Chorus (2x)