"What Country Is" lyrics

There's a house fly swimming in my sweet tea
Hey darling pass another Kerr jar to me
Butter dripping off a biscuit, baby better take a bite
Cantaloupe thumps like it's finally ripe
Box fan on a lawn chair sucking in swamp air
Two hundred mile marker signs from nowhere
That's what country is

It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall
It's a hideaway bed in an old horse stall
Two kids getting caught stealing a Boone's farm kiss
It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell in the cotton
It's a Jimmie Rodgers song that was long forgotten
It's homemade peach ice cream on sun-burnt lips
That's what country is

When the sun starts slipping from the delta sky
And the last scarecrow tucks in for the night
Make a fire throw a blanket on the sandy bank
'Bout an hour 'til we feel the first catfish yank
Barefoot cane pole waving at the riverboats
And when they're gone, take a dip in the moon glow
That's what country is

It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall
It's a hideaway bed in an old horse stall
Two kids getting caught stealing a Boone's farm kiss
It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell in the cotton
It's a Jimmy Rodgers song that was long forgotten
It's homemade peach ice cream on sun-burnt lips
That's what country is

It ain't a jacked up truck that's never seen a pasture
It's cars pulling over for a no-cab tractor
It's homemade peach ice cream on sun-burnt lips
No, it can't be bought, it's something you're born with
That's what country is
That's what country is
That's what country is
That's what country is