Still A Little Country Left Songtext
von Curtis Grimes
Still A Little Country Left Songtext
In Greentown, Indiana
There′s still a little 4-H fair
A pageant queen and a tractor pull
With a kids' show and a steer
And corn on the cob, fresh as you can get
There′s still a little country left
A young girl rides in the arena
At a rodeo in Cave Creek
Old Glory waves, she starts to sing
"Oh, say can you see? "
They all stand and cover hearts with cowboy hats
There's still a little country left
If you get off the Interstate
And travel down the old two-lane
You're gonna find it′s still alive and well
Stop in and have a sweet tea
Take a look around here, and you′re gonna see
The whole world ain't gone all the way to hell
At least not yet
Naw, there′s still a little country left
As long as there's a danechall
With sawdust on the floor
Some kid upon a hardwood stage
Pouring out his soul
That old guitar strapped across his chest
There′s still a little country left
So get off of the Interstate
And travel down the old two-lane
You're gonna find it′s still alive and well
Stop in and have a sweet tea
Take a look around here, and you're gonna see
The whole world ain't gone all the way to hell
At least not yet
Naw, there′s still a little country left
On a courthouse square in Texas
There′s an old-fashioned barber shop pole
It still spins and shows its colors
And deep in my heart I know
That our old red, white, and blue ain't dead
As long as folks still make a living
With calloused hands
And there′s an FM station taking my request
Yeah, there's still a little country left
Yeah, there′s still a little country left
There's still a little country left
There′s still a little 4-H fair
A pageant queen and a tractor pull
With a kids' show and a steer
And corn on the cob, fresh as you can get
There′s still a little country left
A young girl rides in the arena
At a rodeo in Cave Creek
Old Glory waves, she starts to sing
"Oh, say can you see? "
They all stand and cover hearts with cowboy hats
There's still a little country left
If you get off the Interstate
And travel down the old two-lane
You're gonna find it′s still alive and well
Stop in and have a sweet tea
Take a look around here, and you′re gonna see
The whole world ain't gone all the way to hell
At least not yet
Naw, there′s still a little country left
As long as there's a danechall
With sawdust on the floor
Some kid upon a hardwood stage
Pouring out his soul
That old guitar strapped across his chest
There′s still a little country left
So get off of the Interstate
And travel down the old two-lane
You're gonna find it′s still alive and well
Stop in and have a sweet tea
Take a look around here, and you're gonna see
The whole world ain't gone all the way to hell
At least not yet
Naw, there′s still a little country left
On a courthouse square in Texas
There′s an old-fashioned barber shop pole
It still spins and shows its colors
And deep in my heart I know
That our old red, white, and blue ain't dead
As long as folks still make a living
With calloused hands
And there′s an FM station taking my request
Yeah, there's still a little country left
Yeah, there′s still a little country left
There's still a little country left
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