Uncountry

Uncountry - Jason Charles Miller

I spent my summers growing up looking for bullets from the civil war

Wasn't much else to do in that old Virginia town

I bought me a Gibson got the hell out of Clifton

While the gettin' was good

Started making my living with a band and a van no one understood

No one understood

Fifteen years of laying my head on a different stranger's floor

Every day's another stage as

You struggle with the pain from the night before

Drive until dawn no sleep no time to have a life of my own

Cause there's bills to pay and the only way is to keep on movin' on

Just keep on movin' on

I sweat and bleed for every dollar that I earn

I always break my back and I never break my word

If you take a good look I bet you'd see

There ain't nothing uncountry about me

To see me up here on this stage you might not believe

That I cut my teeth on country roads and the fightin' side of me

Now I'm no stranger to the pain

That a hard day's work will bring you

And ask me where I got these scars

I'll be more than glad to sing you

My song of sad regret

I sweat and bleed for every dollar that I earn

I always break my back and I never break my word

If you take a good look I bet you'd see

There ain't nothing uncountry about me

Oh I'll fight through anything that's in my way

I'm always gonna be here and I ain't never gonna break

If you take a good look I bet you'd see

There ain't nothing uncountry about

There ain't nothing uncountry about

There ain't nothing uncountry about me

Ain't nothing uncountry about me