You bring me grace You bring me grace Into the heart of me, to every part of me You make an art of me You bring me grace You bring me grace Into
?m an angry drunk when I?m grabbing a rum, And skull shots till we fall from grace like Eric Clapton?s son, South of the country, west of the city, Chip
's where i'm going I know a town in N.W. Mexico where the sun is gold and life exists hideaway hideaway truly hideaway hideaway truly My country got raped by big
A Country boy can survive And a Country boy can survive Cause you cant starve us out, cant make me run Hey there boy, I got a big shotgun We say grace
Got a rock and roll ditty From the heart of the city To a country lane far away Drums are beatin' And the bass repeatin' And it rocks you to sleep just
I love a free country The stars and stripes and an apple for mommy Zapruder the first to masturbate The world's first taste of crucified grace And
'? Laying it down with grace and power Long about the midnight hour I heard the people all singing Like they'd never sung before All over the country
brag, I'm an angry drunk when I'm grabbing a rum, And skull shots till we fall from grace like Eric Clapton's son, South of the country, west of the
acid and shitty bourbon Took a minute to adjust, but right now this big shit is workin' I'm white just by chance, but I'm country by God's graces Nowadays
with grace and power Long about the midnight hour I heard the people all singing Like they'd never sung before All over the country Who could help but
ride through the country (Verse 4) At about 5 o'clock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloon, you welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle, big
through the country (Verse 4) At about 5 o'clock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloon, you welcome to stop in and have a cold bottle, big
once had his fill . . . . . To turn the old to new And wipe our eyes of misty years . . . . . I chose this place to call my own The only grace I've ever
rockin' chair just to be with me Until that first big June bug buzzes by her head You see, I'm about as country as she gets Yeah, I'm about as country
and we've drawn the line Our flag is up since our people went down And we're together from the country to town We live back in the woods you see Big
bar is crammed to the rafters with tales of narrowly averted disasters and the whiskey is flowin like never before as all over the country folks
take pride in everything I've got 'Cause I'm American born and country by the grace of God, yeah We build a world of dreams on a big ol' piece of land
