Hardy Country Country Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Another high-rise on the outskirts
Makin' all that hard hat noise
They got the concrete creepin' like a cottonmouth sneakin' too close for a good ol' boy
They turned a two to a four to a six lane
Turnin' barbed wire into walls
I'm just a cold beer drinkin' redneck, but I'm thinkin' I might know a way to fix it all

[Chorus]
I'd take a wreckin' ball and knock it all down
Turn every too big city to a small town
Put all them slicks in the sticks
Yeah, it might sound kinda funny
What if everybody got a dog and a truck and some farmland
Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand?
If it was up to me
I'd make the whole damn country country

[Verse 2]
I'm talkin' suppertime growin' in the backyard
Mandatory porch rockin' chairs
Make evеrybody work hard for their money so
Nobody goes and robs somеbody for theirs
Saturday night, burn the fire like a sip off the shine
Sunday, sing a hymn, catch a brim on the line
Every map would be a bunch of dots If it was my redneck ass callin' the shots

[Chorus]
I'd take a wreckin' ball and knock it all down
Turn every too big city to a small town
Put all them slicks in the sticks
Yeah, it might sound kinda funny
What if everybody got a dog and a truck and some farmland
Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand?
If it was up to me
I'd make the whole damn country country

[Bridge]
Next time you lock your doors
Or when you gotta drive half an hour out of town to see a star up in the sky
Sittin' in traffic, catching hell from your boss
Tell me we wouldn't be better off

[Chorus]
I'd take a wreckin' ball and knock it all down
Turn every too big city to a small town
Put all them slicks in the sticks
Yeah, it might sound kinda funny
But what if everybody got a dog and a truck and some farmland
Rifle by the bed and a Bible on the nightstand?
If it was up to me
I'd make the whole damn country country