Beautiful Country

BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY

I LIVE IN A FARAWAY LAND,  – WHERE THE WEATHER IS COLD
AND WE DON’T UNDERSTAND – ABOUT THUNDERBIRDS OR CADILLACS
OR PICK UP TRUCKS WITH RIFLE RACKS – AND

I DON’T HAVE A 10 GALLON HAT – A FRIEND CALLED HANK
OR A BASEBALL BAT – NOW THE RODEO ‘AINT COMING THIS WAY
AND THEY DON’T SERVE GRITS IN MY CAFE

THERE ARE NO COWBOYS RIDE THE RANGE
AND MY ACCENT ROUND HERE ISN’T STRANGE

BUT THERE’S ONE KIND OF COUNTRY – WE ALL SHARE INSIDE
WITH NO BORDERS OR BOUNDARY LINES
YOU DON’T NEED ANY MONEY – THERE IS NO DIVIDE
AND EVERYONE’S GOT ENOUGH
IN THIS BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY CALLED LOVE (X2)

I COME FROM A FARAWAY PLACE – WHERE THE BEER IS WARM AND THERE ‘AINT A TRACE
OF HONKYTONKS OR TOOTSIE ROLLS – OR CUTE LITTLE WAITRESS’S “HI Y’ALL’S”

NO LINESMAN FOR THE COUNTY HERE
AND THERE ISN’T A FINAL FRONTIER

IN THIS ONE KIND OF COUNTRY –  WE ALL SHARE INSIDE
WITH NO BORDERS OR BOUNDARY LINES
YOU DON’T NEED ANY MONEY – THERE IS NO DIVIDE
AND EVERYONE’S GOT ENOUGH
IN THIS BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY CALLED LOVE (X2)

BUT UNDERNEATH WE’RE ALL THE SAME
WE HAVE FEARS, WE HAVE FLAWS, WE FEEL PAIN

(INSTRUMENTAL)

‘COS THERE’S ONE KIND OF COUNTRY –  WE ALL SHARE INSIDE
WITH NO BORDERS OR BOUNDARY LINES
YOU DON’T NEED ANY MONEY – THERE IS NO DIVIDE
AND EVERYONE’S GOT ENOUGH
IN THIS BEAUTIFUL COUNTRY CALLED LOVE (X3)

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