It's What I Am

It's What I Am (LP版) - John Michael Montgomery

I got my first guitar when I was just a boy

I was playing the blues instead of playing with toys

Listening to the opry and dreaming of the neon lights

So it was late to bed and early to rise

I worked the field all day and the crowd all night

My finger on the trigger and nashville in my sights

I'm the real thing and I sing songs about real life

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin

Never really worried if I fit in

Country aint what I sing its what I am

This hat aint something I wear for style

These boots have been around a while

Country aint what I sing its what I am

I learned to drive on a dirt road

Cruised the strip on rock and roll

And drove around on miles and miles of texas

And as I grew daddy showed me now

To earn a living by the sweat of my brow

But he never made me follow in his steps

He said work hard and let the good lord do the rest

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin

Never really worried if I fit in

Country aint what I sing its what I am

This truck aint something I drive for style

These boots have been around a while

Country aint what I sing its what I am

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin

Never really worried if I fit in

Country aint what I sing its what I am

This hat aint something I wear for style

These boots have been around a while

Country aint what I sing its what I am