The Sound of water
running through th creek
Cows on the hillside
grazing
Warm breeze through
the treetops
Wild animals in the
woods
I was born country
These things run
through my blood
Like a mighty river
That can not be
stopped
Fixing fence
Hauling hay
Cutting wood
Fishing in the pond
I was born country
It is forever a part
of who I am
Family dinners
Catching Fireflies
Sitting out at night
Watiching the
starlight
I was born country
The spirit of nature
Is one with my soul
For it trully is
God's creation
Hay rides
BBQs
Fresh fruits and
vegitables
From the garden
I was born country
Nothing like a job
well done
Being with friends
Getting along
Dogs in the yard
Mom's cooking
Cat's in the barn
Kids playing in the
yard
I was born country
It is who I am
The values passed
down
Can not be taught
Only can be learned
Off the land
Gathering Walnuts
Camping out at night
Tire swings
I was born country
I always will be
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