Florida Georgia Line Country In My Soul
Yeahhh, I like a little Captain in my coke
You know I like a little good time in my smoke
We're the pair of tan legs hangin off the tailgate,
Underneath the bridge down harrison road,
I like fried chicken right off the bone
I like my peaches home grown
Pickin on the six string, listen to the choir sing,
With a little Garth on the radio
A little bit of Florida, a little bit of Georgia
And a whole lot of country in my soul
You see my roots are buried deep down in the south
And these boots don't get muddy from sittin around
Out here in the holler we were hot for a dollar
From sun up to sun down
Well I ain't been handed a thing from the man
And all that I own I got with my own hands
I work hard and play hard so don't be alarmed
That's just who I am.
Yeahh, I like a little Captain in my coke
You know I like a little good time in my smoke
We're the pair of tan legs hangin off the tailgate,
Underneath the bridge down harrison road,
I like fried chicken right off the bone
I like my peaches home grown
Pickin on the six string, listen to the choir sing,
With a little Garth on the radio
A little bit of Florida, a little bit of Georgia
And a whole lot of country in my soul
Yeah my way of life is from Jesus to Jones
I've got fire in my blood and desire in my bones,
I am who I am and I don't give a damn
Cause that's just how I roll
I like a little Captain in my coke
You know I like a little good time in my smoke
We're the pair of tan legs hangin off the tailgate,
Underneath the bridge down harrison road,
I like fried chicken right off the bone
You know I like my peaches home grown
Pickin on the six string, listen to the choir sing,
With a little Garth on the radio
A little bit of Florida, a little bit of Georgia
And a whole lot of country in my soul
Yeah I like a little Captain in my coke
You know I like a little good time in my smoke
We're the pair of tan legs hangin off the tailgate,
Underneath the bridge down harrison road,
I like fried chicken right off the bone
I like my peaches home grown
Pickin on the six string, listen to the choir sing,
With a little Garth on the radio
A little bit of Florida, a little bit of Georgia
And a whole lot of country in my soul
In my soul, In my soul, yeahhh
In my soul, Yeah
A little bit of Florida, a little bit of Georgia
And a whole lot of country in my soul.
