From the album Good Grief

Heartland

by Sara Bareilles

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03 · Lyrics

"Heartland"

Pull up outside, shawty hop up in the ride, got her sitting in the sky

That's just how a country boy do

Got some Buds on ice, and the bud rolled tight, just got off the nine to five

That's just how a country boy do

All week, I be rakin'

Long weekend, I be lakin'

We wrap the truck, no paintin'

We celebrate, tailgatin'

Country boy to the heart, strike me down if I'm lyin'

Yeah, I get there, Johnny Cash, I be walkin' the line

And yeah, they know me from the Show-Me down to South Carolina

Down to Mississippi, Alabama, sweet Georgia pine

They be like

Oh

That's just how a country boy do

Pull up outside, shawty hop up in the ride, got her sitting in the sky

That's just how a country boy do

Got some Buds on ice, and the bud rolled tight, just got off the nine to five

That's just how a country boy do

Got a 12-gauge shotty in my stand, sittin' on my land

That's just how a country boy do

Got a styrofoam cup in my hand, that's just who I am

And that's just how a country boy do

That's right

(Uh, yeah, yeah, yeah)

This country boy got mad riches

My four-by-four before bad bitches

My pickup stood up mad inches

My Levi got that red stitchin', yeah

I be crankin' hits up outta Nashville, yeah

So many, I see why they call it Smashville, yeah

Another one, I'ma call it Cashville, yeah

Headbangers, you gon' need some Advil

Oh

That's just how a country boy do

Pull up outside, shawty hop up in the ride, got her sitting in the sky

That's just how a country boy do

Got some Buds on ice, and the bud rolled tight, just got off the nine to five

That's just how a country boy do

Got a 12-gauge shotty in my stand, sittin' on my land

That's just how a country boy do

Got a styrofoam cup in my hand, that's just who I am

And that's just how a country boy do

(That's just how a country boy do) that's right

(That's just how a, that's just how a country boy do)

That's just how a country boy do

(That's just how a country boy do)

(That's just how a, that's just how a country boy do)

That's just how a country boy do

(That's just how a country boy do)

(That's just how a, that's just how a country boy do)

(That's just how a country boy do)

(That's just how a, that's just how a country boy do)

That's just how a country boy do

Pull up outside, shawty hop up in the ride, got her sitting in the sky

That's just how a country boy do

Got some Buds on ice, and the bud rolled tight, just got off the nine to five

That's just how a country boy do

12-gauge shotty in my stand, sittin' on my land

That's just how a country boy do

Got a styrofoam cup in my hand, that's just who I am

And that's just how a country boy do

(That's just how a country boy do) that's right

(That's just how a, that's just how a country boy do)

That's just how a country boy do

(That's just how a country boy do)

(That's just how a, that's just how a country boy do)

That's just how a country boy do

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