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♪ Cranked air, turnt your teapot ♪

♪ Thought Benfields would be country again ♪

♪ Yeah, I love me some California ♪

♪ But it sure ain't Tennessee ♪

♪ Yeah, my roots down there in Georgia ♪

♪ Yeah, they started messin' me ♪

♪ Yeah, I'm good at changin' things I've done ♪

♪ Oh, the places that I've been ♪

♪ Man, it feels good to be country again ♪

I trimmed my silver out, made them four by four.

Tucked my boots in the back of the closet.

They didn't feel like me no more.

But I dug 'em out and slept 'em on,

and on my feet since then.

Man, it feels good to be country again.

It's like I heard angels singing, like she came down from the ceiling

When she walked in here this evening I thought

Black girl running seven billion, got everyone in me feeling

Like there's a fire in his bitter soul

I got a smile on every face

I know I'll never lose my faith

Look what God gave her, and a perfect teammate

She wasn't the one, but it's like he answered my prayers

The way that she moves, how could anybody blame her?

I know she's got it, but it ain't her fault

No, look what God gave her

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