When somebody says country You probably think Levi's Think about red wings Think about your straight

Under them neons, no they wouldn't be wrong Cause I've been living all the words they sing

I just did it with a little less twang, it's all the same

But it ain't the same Cause my dirt roads are sand

Off it's too late by the ocean Let East Coast our land

God knows that's where my home is Where the sun shines a little more early A little less boots, a little more bare feet If you know it, then you know me

It's a different kind of country

You would understand it Watching that sun sink into the Atlantic Light us up a bonfire

Stacking up driftwood, laying out on the hood all night We're all just small town kids, don't matter where it is Ain't that what country is?

Cause my dirt roads are sand

Off it's too late by the ocean That East Coast, our land

God knows that's where my home is Where the sun shines a little more early A little less boots, a little more bare feet And if you know it, then you know me

It's a different kind of country

It's a different kind of country

Oh, it's all the same but it ain't the same Oh, it ain't where you're from, it's the way you're raised

Cause my dirt roads are sand Off of Tulane by the ocean

That east coast heartland God knows that's where my home is Where the sun shines a little more early A little less boots, a little more bare feet And if you know it, then you know me

Yeah, it's a different kind of country

It's a different kind of country