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If Thats Country Chords by Corey Smith

Corey Smith: If That?s Country	

Intro:

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Straight out of Nashville, here?s your next big star

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He don?t write the songs he sings, but he knows the words by heart.

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Wears a cowboy hat, and some tight blue jeans,

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And he struts around the stage like he?s the coolest thing you?ve ever seen.

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                       Oh you gotta love him!


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He looks like a super model, knows how to strike a pose

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And he don?t mind the make up as long as no one knows.

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And he?s got that crooked grin, and talks with a southern drawl,

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Acts like Toby Keith but sounds a lot like Tim McGraw

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But if he?s country ill kiss your ass,

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And throw all my Willie Nelson records in the trash.

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He?s the same old shit in a slightly different bag,

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But if he?s country, well then country?s pretty bad.

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I don?t watch CMT

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No that shit makes me sick.

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And that ole Kenny Chesney,

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What a hypocrite.

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Hell swear he?s country

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But he lives in the Caribbean.

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Sings all about the islands now, 

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What happened to the Tennessean?

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Aw if he?s country ill kiss your ass

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Throw all my Johnny cash records in the trash

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He?s all about image cause image pays the bucks,

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Aw but if he?s country, well then country really sucks.

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What happened to the outlaws?

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Who weren?t afraid to cross the line?

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What happened to the workin man?


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Who sang the truth about their troubled lives?

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I was raised in Georgia, in a one red light town.

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And my daddy picked guitar in every honky tonk around

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And he taught me all the good stuff,

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That solid country gold, but now I love it all from hip-hop to rock and roll

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And if that ain?t country, well I don?t give a damn

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My daddy to be my own kinda man

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He said son you don?t have to go along with the crowd aw

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So if I ain?t Country then im pretty frikin proud

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Oh well I don?t need their labels anyhow
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