True country

(hmmmmm) They say there is no more real country left to find

Just calculated patterns running on a line

But sit on back and let me sing a simple tune

Underneath the gaze of a quiet country moon

I can show you what real country is like From a soul

that is open and free

Yeah my music is real as the dirt on the road And

as true as a man can be

It's easy to hear the lies and wonder what is true

But these chords and lyrics don't belong to you

They come to me in dreams when I am fast asleep

I wake up to write down the promises I keep

And as God is my witness,

this is honest and deep

I can show you what real country is like From a soul

that is open and free

Yeah my music is real as the dirt on the road And

as true as a man can be

(so true, yeah) Just a wooden box and six steel strings

That's the only truth this singer brings (hummmmmm)