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.