Five O' clock smokestacks 15th, check's fat   Hacked off, backed up   Hurry up and wait on the interstate   Irate, tailgate tight   Yeah, nothin' but brake lights      High rise concrete, painted up city street   Fed up, red tape, add another lane   Make it more insane, more strain   Starbucksed up   Man, I know where I'm pointin' my truck      Out in the country where the world turns green   There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing   The lazy river is a-windin' around   With a cane pole bobber goin' down, goin' down      Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie   And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie   I swear somewhere out there's everything I need   Waitin' in the country for me, for me      Big city hip hop, rattilin' when I stop   Parkin' lot jumpin', cars thumpin'   Hard mixin' those rhymes   And keepin' it right in time, that's cool   But I guess I'm just old school      Juke box, hony tonk   Mom and pops restaurant   Willie, Waylon, Merle, yes   Singin' them a country song, bring it on, son   Yeah, I know where to get me some      Out in the country where the world turns green   There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing   The lazy river is a-windin' around   With a cane pole bobber goin' down, goin' down      Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie   And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie   I swear somewhere out, there's everything I need   Waitin' in the country for me, waitin' for me      Out in the country where the world turns green   There's a pretty girl waitin' on a front porch swing   The lazy river is a-windin' around   With a cane pole bobber goin' down, goin' down      Time is sweeter than a buttermilk pie   And the people of the steeple and the steeple don't lie   I swear somewhere out, there's everything I need   Waitin' in the country for me, for me   Waitin' in the country for me