You can take the boy from the country
But you cannot take the country from the boy~
Once born and bred country style
Impossible to destroy~
From every sunup to every sundown
Always a country boy at heart~
Never can be anything but within
Not after being born with a country start~
one loves a tight picking guitar
One loves a crying fiddle sad~
Sitting on a big yard fence
Pretending that you are bad~
Loves the smell of horses
And all that country gear~
Never real happy not within
Unless the countries near~
They've tried at time to separate them
To take the country from the boy~
Not possible if you are one
The country within they can't destroy~