Young Country

We are young country.

We are the pride.

The sons and the daughters

Of American life.

Our hair is not orange.

We don't wear chains and spikes.

But we know how to have fun

Come Saturday night.



We know what's right

We know what's wrong

We know what we like

To hear in a song.

We like some of the old stuff.

We like some of the new.

But we do our own choosin'

We pick our own music.

If ya don't mind, thank you.



We are young country.

We like all kinds

Of music and people

'Cause we don't draw no lines.

No, our hair is not orange.

We don't wear chains and spikes.

But we know how to have fun

Come Saturday night.



We like ol' Waylon.

Hey, we know Van Halen.

We like ZZ Top.

We like country and rock.

Oh Hank would be proud

And Elvis would too,

'Cause we like our country

Mixed with some big city blues.



We are young country.

We are the pride.

The sons and the daughters

Of American life.

Oh, Hank would be proud

And Elvis would too,

'Cause we like our country

Mixed with some rhythm and Blues.



We know when it's hot,

We know when it's not,

If ya don't mind, thank you.