I Run On Country

Big rigs run on diesel

Airplanes run on time (yeah right)

Somedays my truck just won't run

And other days she flies (she flies)

Cowboys run on whiskey

Horses run on wild

Me, I run on something else, yeah

Here's what gets me by

I run on country

I run on the cry of steel guitars

I run on Friday nights and neon lights

And small town honky tonk bars

I run on back roads

Harvest moons and homemade shine

So fill up my tank with Strait, Willy and Hank

Cause I run on country

When I get that feeling

Like Sunday mornin' comin' down on me

It fills my cup and tops me up

When my hearts on E

Gives me just what I need

I run on country

I run on the cry of steel guitars

I run on Friday nights and neon lights

And small town honky tonk bars

I run on back roads

Harvest moons and homemade shine

So fill up up my tank with Strait, Willy and Hank cause I

I run on country

Give me that kick drum kickin' on one, two, three

Guitar bendin' them strings

Give me that girl who knows every single word

Cause it runs in her family

She's just like me

I run on country

I run on the cry of steel guitars

I run on Friday nights and neon lights

And small town honky tonk bars

I run on back roads

On harvest moons and homemade shine

So fill up my tank with Strait, Willy and Hank cause I

I run on country

I run on country

I run on country

I run on, run on, run on, run on, run on country