Countryfied Songtext
von Buddy Ebsen
Countryfied Songtext
I′m proud to be called countrified
Makes me happy as can be
And friends, I'm here to tell you
That there′ll be no change in me
We work our land the whole week long
But when Saturday rolls around
There ain't no keeping us on the farm
That's when country goes to town
Now most folks think I′m countrified
And brother, they′re sure right
'Cause I learned to walk behind a mule
And to read by kerosene light
Some folks even call us fools
And make fun of our ways
′Cause we hang gourds on our fence posts
Just to keep up with the days
I'm proud to be called countrified
Makes me happy as can be
And friends, I′m here to tell you
That there'll be no change in me
We work our land the whole week long
But when Saturday rolls around
There ain′t no keeping us on the farm
That's when country goes to town
Now country ham and turnip greens
That's something fit to eat
And I just don′t feel comfortable
Unless I′m riding on a wagon seat
The Lord gave me land to make my bread
And air to breathe so free
Go on and call me countrified
You sure ain't slanderin′ me
I'm proud to be called countrified
Makes me happy as can be
And friends, I′m here to tell you
That there'll be no change in me
We work our land the whole week long
But when Saturday rolls around
There ain′t no keeping us on the farm
That's when country goes to town
Makes me happy as can be
And friends, I'm here to tell you
That there′ll be no change in me
We work our land the whole week long
But when Saturday rolls around
There ain't no keeping us on the farm
That's when country goes to town
Now most folks think I′m countrified
And brother, they′re sure right
'Cause I learned to walk behind a mule
And to read by kerosene light
Some folks even call us fools
And make fun of our ways
′Cause we hang gourds on our fence posts
Just to keep up with the days
I'm proud to be called countrified
Makes me happy as can be
And friends, I′m here to tell you
That there'll be no change in me
We work our land the whole week long
But when Saturday rolls around
There ain′t no keeping us on the farm
That's when country goes to town
Now country ham and turnip greens
That's something fit to eat
And I just don′t feel comfortable
Unless I′m riding on a wagon seat
The Lord gave me land to make my bread
And air to breathe so free
Go on and call me countrified
You sure ain't slanderin′ me
I'm proud to be called countrified
Makes me happy as can be
And friends, I′m here to tell you
That there'll be no change in me
We work our land the whole week long
But when Saturday rolls around
There ain′t no keeping us on the farm
That's when country goes to town
Writer(s): Thomas A. Lazaros Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
