Yeah, baby

Out here, ain't nothin' but woods and water

Drop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber

Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle

How the good Lord intended it, yes he did

I love my country, I love my country

Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky

We keep it funky, we like how it sounds

Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country

Up loud and proud, rollin' into town

Hangin' out the window, like a Bluetick hound

Ain't sorry, ain't nothin' to be sorry about

I love my country and I love my country up loud

Barbecue, steak fries

Styrofoam, plate date night

George Strait singing greats while

We turning up, sitting lakeside

That pedalsteel, she straight sliding

Over here, to me she do that

Alabama shake, like you ain't ever seen

I love my country, I love my country

Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky

We keep it funky, we like how it sounds

Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country

Up loud and proud, rollin' into town

Hangin' out the window, like a Bluetick hound

Ain't sorry, ain't nothin' to be sorry about

I love my country and I love my country up loud

I love my country up loud

I'm talking way up loud

I like pop, and rock, and rap, I like Skynyrd

And goin' out downtown when I'm with her

Like drivin' too fast down a four lane road

But damn sure nowhere close to the way that

I love my country, I love my country

Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky

We keep it funky, we like how it sounds

Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country

Up loud and proud, rollin' into town

Hangin' out the window, like a Bluetick hound

Ain't sorry, ain't nothin' to be sorry about

I love my country and I love my country up loud

Yeah, baby

I love my country up loud

Yeah, way up loud

That's a country-ass lyric right there, boy, haha, yee