There's still a little America left in America

There's still some train track, co-op elevator, main street hanging on

I know (I know) 'cause I ('cause I) spent most my life on the county roads

I love (I love) to drive (to drive) into a sunset hanging over fields of gold

Out in the middle of it all

Where I got my start

Where they still love Jesus, by God

And know George Strait songs by heart, yeah

I like the working blue crowd

Kinda rowdy, kinda loud on a Saturday night

And I like hanging around

Folks with rusty Chevys and old Coke signs

I get gone too long

And I get to feeling lost

There ain't no kinda freedom

Like when heaven and the radio is all you got, yeah

Out in the middle of it all

Where I got my start

Where they still love Jesus, by God

And know George Strait songs by heart, yeah

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If you ain't ever been out here

You may not understand

But I give you one Friday night, one Sunday morning

You'll be singing you a song about the heartland, yeah

Out in the middle of it all

Where I got my start

Where they still love Jesus, by God

And know George Strait songs by heart

Out in the middle of it all

Where I got my start

Where they still love Jesus by God

And know George Strait songs by heart

They know George Strait songs by heart, yeah