Текст Mo Pitney – Country

Have you ever picked guitar on your front porch
In the morning as the sun was rising?
Or followed your dog down to the river
And ran into an ole’ baptizing?

Country can be in the middle of a city
Country can be on a farm
Country ain’t even a place on the map
It’s a place in your heart

Would you ever hitch a ride to Music City
Just to see an Opry show?
Would you drive across the country
Just to listen to some country?

Country can be in the middle of a city
Country can be in a barn
Country ain’t even a place on the map
It’s a place in your heart

Have you ever been there at the courthouse square
For the parade on the Fourth of July?
With a tear on your face, and a lump in your throat
As you watch ole’ glory go by
Or sat through a service where they played taps
For a soldier who never came home?
Or looked in the sad brown eyes of his momma
As she touched his name on that stone?

Let me tell you about country