Florida Georgia Line - I Love My Country

"I Love My Country" is de eerste track van het vijfde album van Florida Georgia Line. 

Tyler Hubbard over de song, "It brings us so much joy and makes us feel so good, and we hope it does the same for you guys."

"I Love My Country"

(Woo-ooh-ooh)
Yeah, baby

Out here ain't nothing but woods and water
Drop a deer from a stand, catch a fish with a bobber
Drink a beer out the can, liquor out the bottle
How the good Lord intended it, yes he did

I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
I'm loud and proud, rolling into town
Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound
Ain't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
I love my country and I love my country
Up loud

(Woo-ooh-ooh)

Barbecue, steak fries
Styrofoam plate date night
George Strait singing greats while
We turning up, sitting lake-side
That pedal steel, she straight sliding
Over here to me, she do that
Alabama shake, like you ain't ever seen

I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
I'm loud and proud, rolling into town
Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound
Ain't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
I love my country, and I love my country
Up loud

(Woo-ooh-ooh)

I love my country up loud
I'm talking way up loud

I like pop, and rock, and rap, I like Skynyrd
And going out downtown when I'm with her
Like driving too fast down a 4-lane road
But damn sure nowhere close to the way that

I love my country, I love my country
Six strings and fiddles, whiskey from Kentucky
We keep it funky, we like how it sounds
Monday to Sunday, yeah, I love my country
I'm loud and proud, rolling into town
Hanging out the window, like a blue tick hound
Ain't sorry, ain't nothing to be sorry about
I love my country, and I love my country
Up loud

Yeah, baby
(Woo-ooh-ooh)

I love my country up loud
Yeah, way up loud

That's a country-ass lick right there, boy