Colt Ford, Ride Through The Country Lyrics

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Colt Ford - Ride Through The Country Lyrics


Colt Ford f/ John Michael Montgomery

(Intro)
Thank Yall, How Yall Doin? Yeh, my names Colt Ford, I jus came here to do a little song for yall, bout where I come from,
the way I see it, I brought my buddy, Mr. John Michael Montgomery with me, heís gunna play a lil guitar and sing a lil bit.
Im gunna do a lil sumthin for yall called ride through the country, letís go John.

(Verse 1)
Down the road where the black top ends, you can find Colt Ford with all his friends, weíre used to gravel roads, and fishiní
with cane poles, wasnít no swimminí pools, jus swimminí holes.

We was dirt road poor, and cane switched raised, Iíve been came a long way since back in them days, been Ďround the world
twice seen all fifty states, ate on thousand dollar china, but love sum paper plates , there aint nuthin wrong with them big
city lights, but me, I prefer them slow country nights, where I can see the darkness come in and go

Most folks is honest, and they all speak slow, you can leave your door open, aint nuttiní gunna happen, most country folks
sing, but I couldnít, so im rappin, I wanna show yall where I come from, and invite yall all down to any country town

(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereís sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thatís why I walk the line, Iím just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
donít you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Iím from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.

(Verse 2)
Up, dressed, and gone by 5 am, heís country, and heís rappiní we gotta play him, folks been waitin for some one like me, to
give Ďem some heart beats and spit that country

My jeans donít sag, they fit, they kinda tight, got on a white t-shirt, no nothiní but work. Daylight til dark, thatís how I
was bread, and Iíll keep beiní country til the day Iím dead

See, country folks eat biscuits called cat heads, bar-b-q, baked beans, sweet tea, and white bread, we like to fish and
hunt, aint scared of a fight, love the Good Lord and believe in doiní right,

Got 4-wheel drives, some got mud on Ďem, you can keep your rolls roice, cuz baby, we donít want íem! So now yall all know
exactly who I am, and if you aint into that, i donít give a damn!

(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereís sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thatís why I walk the line, Iím just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
donít you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Iím from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.


(Verse 3)
You might see my on your t.v, but honey, that donít mean a thing, you see, Iím still that same Ďol country boy, and thatís
all Iíll ever be, and sometime, those bright lights blind me, and make it hard for me to see, but when I need to be reminded,
I take a ride through the country


(Verse 4)
At about 5 oíclock on Friday afternoon, them country boys head down to the local saloon, you welcome to stop in and have a
cold bottle, big city boys and stuck up super models, we donít care where ya from, as long as you polite, cuz push come to
shove and every one of us will fight

We mostly easy like Sunday morning, olí Colt came here to give yall fair warniní, country folks wont be pushed around, and
theres some of us liviní in every town, we believe in the Bible, and the U.S.A, work hard for what you want, itís the
American way, no body owe you nothiní supposed to earn your keep, but in a hard days work, get a good nights sleep,

I know some of yall think Coltís kinda odd, but Iím loud, proud and country by the grace of God!


(Chorus)
Now before I pack and things and leave, thereís sumthin I need yall to understand, I seen alotta things in my life time,
thatís why I walk the line, Iím just a simple man, and I aint in the things for cheep thrills, but all my scars heel, so
donít you ever cry for me, I aint ashamed where Iím from, you always will come, take a ride through the country.

[Thanks to Daniel Petty for lyrics]


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