That's What I'm Talkin' About - BlackHawk

Sleepin' with the windows open

See the moon right from your bed

Dig yourself up a garden

And put a roof on a rundown shed

You can smell the rain storms comin'

It’s comin' down the dusty road

And you can hear those banjos strummin'

Feel the grass be tween you toes

Pre-Chorus 1

I’ll bet your sitting in a traffic jam

Maybe you would like a change of plans

You’re gonna figure it out

The country, that’s what I’m talkin' a bout

Sit around an old gas station

That’s been closed down for years

The place where your father took you

Where he used to buy his beer

Old trucks and cotton britches

All the fresh air you can stand

Lines on the windblown faces

And the hands of a workin' man

Pre-Chorus 2

Plant your feet back on some solid ground

Find a piece of land and settle down

I hope you’re with me by now

The country, that’s what I’m talkin' about

The country, that’s what I’m talkin' about

I hope you’re with me by now

You’re gonna figure it out

The country, that’s what I’m talkn' about

The country, that’s what I’m talkn' about