Country song Stories

Just an Old Country Boy Verse 1 I was raised where the red dirt roads, Wind through fields where the tall corn grows. Mama sang hymns on a Sunday morn’, Daddy worked the land ‘til his hands were worn. Chorus I’m just an old country boy, simple and free, Don’t need much money, don’t need much to be me. Give me a guitar, a porch, and the stars to enjoy— That’s the life of an old country boy. Verse 2 I learned young how to f...

The woman in my life had just left me. She said I’m a loser and a perpetual drunk. I don’t know if she was degrading me. She’s ugly, but she sure had spunk. I went to the bar feeling lonely. My tail had no wag as I drank. A woman just sat down beside me. She asked me if she could be Frank. I said, “Frank, you can be who you want to. If you’d like I can buy you a drink.” Well, she drank with me then and she told me, That I...