Somebody's Gotta Be Country

Somebody's Gotta Be Country - Easton Corbin/Ashley Gorley/Rhett Akins/Dallas Davidson

Composed by：Ashley Gorley/Rhett Akins/Dallas Davidson

I still chew a little Red Man

Hit the lake and cast a line

Hold the door and say yes ma'am

Gas up my 4-wheel drive

I keep Alan Jackson playing on the radio

Where did all the good ole boys go

Somebody's gotta party till the stars burn out

Wear some wore out boots in a high-class crowd

All my running buddies keep settlin down

Somebody's gotta be country in this town

Somebody's gotta be country in this town

Yeah I take up two spots

'Cause my truck don't fit

And I represent the map dot

Every chance I get

No my dirt road heart won't ever be paved

Am I the only one these days

Who still likes to party till the stars burn out

Wear some wore out boots in a high-class crowd

All my running buddies keep settlin down

Somebody's gotta be country in this town

Keep a zebco in the toolbox

Keep it retro on the jukebox

Yeah somebody's gotta back up traffic on an old John Deere

Drink a center console ice cold beer

And keep that old school hangin around

Somebody's gotta be country

Somebody's gotta party till the stars burn out

Wear some wore out boots in a high-class crowd

All my running buddies keep settlin down

Somebody's gotta be country in this town

Somebody's gotta be country

Somebody's gotta be country in this town

Somebody's gotta be

I reckon that's me