Lyrics of All pure country

I eat eggs and i sop my gravy when the sun comes up
I drink my coffee black in the morning in a big old cup
I love my wife and i kiss my kids, i work hard to pay these bills
I keep stretching and somehow make enough to live

Well, i'm all pure country to the bone
I drive a truck and i work all day, a sweating on this farm
I play my radio way too loud
I do my running with the country crowd
Yeah, i'm all pure country to the bone

I take my corn bread cold in a glass of buttermilk
I put my k-mart's on my boots and dad's old hat
I don't belong to the blue blood crowd
I own a dog that's a blue blood hound
I got the puppies sitting here beside me on the seat right now

I help my dear sweet mama tend a garden out back 'a their house
I go fishing every time i can with my kids and dad
I work a long old 12 hour day, a busting butts to pay my way
But i still go to church and i pray on the sabbath day

Well, i'm all pure country to the bone
I drive a truck and i work all day, a sweating on this farm
I play my radio way too loud
I do my running with the country crowd
Yeah, i'm all pure country to the bone

I do my running with the country crowd
I play my radio way too loud
And i'm all pure country to the bone
Yeah, i'm all pure country to the bone