Country On It Justin Moore

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My grandpappy was happy hillbilly
A holler-raised, blue-collar, dollar-made man
A t'bacc'r-stained smiler
A shiner in the dark
With a keep-it-real-heart and a common sense plan

I loved how he said what he said sometimes
Whenever he found me down
With a laugh and that throwback Arkansas drawl
That you get from my hick town
He'd say

Rub a little country
Rub a little country
Rub a little country on it
Yeah, like jaw chaw on a dang
Dirt dauber sting
By God doggone it
Yeah, rub a little country
Rub a little country
Rub a little country on it

It's a bow on a fiddle
It's whittling on hickory
It's a homemade butter on cornbread thing
Getting back down to earth
Likе a name on a shirt
Don't forget wherе you're from
If you know what I mean
When that city ain't looking so green