You're not supposed to say the word "cancer" in a song.

And tellin' folks jesus is the answer can rub 'em wrong.

It ain't hip to sing about tractors, trucks, little towns, and mama, yeah that might be true.

But this is country music and we do

Do you like to drink a cold one on the weekend and get a little loud

Do you wanna say I'm sorry or I love you but you don't know how?

Do you wish somebody had the nerve to tell that stupid boss of yours

To shove it next time he yells at you?

Well this is country music and we do

So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along

This is real; this is your life in a song

Yeah this is country music.

Are you haunted by the echo of your mother on the phone

Crying as she tells you that your brother is not coming home?

And if there's anyone that still has pride and the memory of those

That died defending the old red, white, and blue,

This is country music and we do

So turn it on, turn it up, and sing along

This is real; this is your life in a song

Just like a road that takes you home

Yeah this is right where you belong

This is country music

This is country music

He stopped loving her today

Hello darling

God bless the usa

Amarillo by the morning

Stand by your man

Mama tried

Take me home

I walk the line

Country boy can survive