What Country Is - Luke Bryan

There’s a house fly swimming in my sweet tea

Hey darlin' pass another Kerr jar to me

Butter drippin' off a biscuit, baby better take a bite

Cantaloupe thumps like it’s finally ripe

Box fan on a lawn chair suckin' in swamp air

Two hundred mile marker signs from nowhere

That’s what country is

It ain’t a rebel flag you bought at the mall

It’s a hide away bed in an old horse stall

Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone’s farm kiss

It ain’t a John Deere cap that’s never fell in the cotton

It’s a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten

It’s homemade peach ice cream on sun-burnt lips

That’s what country is

When the sun starts slippin' from the delta sky

And the last scarecrow tucks in for the night

Make a fire throw a blanket on the sandy bank

'Bout an hour till we feel the first catfish yank

Barefoot cane pole wavin' at the riverboats

And when they’re gone, take a dip in the moon glow

That’s what country is

It ain’t a rebel flag you bought at the mall

It’s a hide away bed in an old horse stall

Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone’s farm kiss

It ain’t a John Deere cap that’s never fell in the cotton

It’s a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten

It’s homemade peach ice cream on sun-burnt lips

That’s what country is

It ain’t a jacked up truck that’s never seen a pasture

It’s cars pulling over for a no cab tractor

It’s homemade peach ice cream on sun-burnt lips

No, it can’t be bought it’s somethin' you’re born with

That’s what country is

That’s what country is

That’s what country is

That’s what country is