Son of John - Country Pure Lyrics

Wears a pair of old
Dayton boots
Drives a half tonne truck
Built in 1972
Blue jeans he wears
Are always tattered faded ones
Changin' oil on his truck
Is his idea of fun
Knows every song
That Neil Young ever wrote
Likes playing his guitar
On down at the local joint
Hardly anyone
Ever beats him in a game of pool
Win or loose
He'll shake hands hard with you
There's not too many guys left
Like him around
There's a lot of wannabe fellas singin' their
Fake country songs
He's the real McCoy
That's for sure
'Cause he is
What he is
And what he is
Is country pure
His brother owns a ranch
East of town
He helps his brother out
From time to time
Likes to brand the calves
Or bring in the feed
It's in his blood
If you know what I mean
There's not too many guys left
Like him around
There's a lot of wannabe fellas singin' their
Fake country songs
He's the real McCoy
That's for sure
'Cause he is
What he is
And what he is
Is country pure
Learned to be a mechanic
In his daddy's
Farm shop
Best welder around
For miles and miles
If you've got some trouble
With those cows
He's there right away
No foolin' around
There's not too many guys left
Like him around
There's a lot of wannabe fellas singin' their
Fake
Country
Songs
He's the real McCoy
That's for sure
'Cause he is
What he is
And what he is
Is country pure