different kinda country

When somebody says country

You prob'ly think Levi's, think about red wings, think about George Strait

Under them neons, no, they wouldn't be wrong

'Cause I been livin' all the words they sang

I just did it with a little less twang

It's all the same, but it ain't the same

'Cause my dirt roads are sand off a two-lane by the ocean

That East Coast, Hartland

God knows that's where my home is

Where the sun shines a little more early

Little less boots, a little more bare feet

If you know it then you know me (know me)

It's a different kinda country

You would understand it

Watchin' that sun sink into the Atlantic

Light us up a bonfire

Stackin' up driftwood, layin' out on the hood all night

We're all just small town kids, don't matter where is

Ain't that what country is?

'Cause my dirt roads are sand off a two-lane by the ocean

That East Coast, Hartland

God knows that's where my home is

Where the sun shines a little more early

Little less boots, a little more bare feet

And if you know it then you know me

It's a different kinda country, yeah-yeah

It's a different kinda country (different kinda country)

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa

It's all the same, but it ain't the same

Oh-whoa, oh-whoa

It ain't where you're from, it's the way you're raised

'Cause my dirt roads are sand off a two-lane by the ocean

That East Coast, Hartland

God knows that's where my home is

Where the sun shines a little more early

Little less boots, a little more bare feet

And if you know it then you know me

Yeah, it's a different kinda country, yeah-yeah

It's a different kinda country