[Verse 1] Red clay on my boots in a high-rise bar Line-dancin’ on a neon tile floor Pickup truck sittin’ in a VR yard But my granddad’s voice still bangs at my core Barstool feels like an old porch rail Moonshine in a stainless steel can GPS lost on a fiber-optic trail But it don’t take a country to make a country man [Chorus] It don’t take a country to make a country man Just a calloused heart and a steady hand Little dirt in the soul, little dust in the plan It don’t take a country to make a country man (hey!) Raise that glass, stomp that ground (hey!) Wherever I stand, that’s hometown land ‘Cause it don’t take a country to make a country man [Verse 2] Cornfield screensaver on a downtown wall But I steer crickets in this static crowd Mama’s old hymn in a basement hall Cutting through the lasers, singing out loud City sky hums like a summertime fan But I still pray like I always ran Church was a creek and a coffee can Guess it don’t take a country to make a country man (make a country man) [Chorus] It don’t take a country to make a country man Just a crooked laugh and a farmer’s tan Little faith in the storm, hold tight where you stand It don’t take a country to make a country man (hey!) Spin that world, I won’t bow down (hey!) Roots run deep where I plant my hands (hands) ‘Cause it don’t take a country to make a country man (make a country man) [Bridge] I got straw in my mind, chrome in my veins Boots on the carpet, heart in the rain Borderlines drawn in somebody’s sand But my way home fits in the palm of my hand (hey!) [Chorus] It don’t take a country to make a country man (woo!) Just a stubborn love and a simple plan You can tear down the fields, paint over the land Still won’t shake the country out this country man (hey!) Turn that noise up, let it pound If you feel that truth, then clap your hands (clap your hands) ‘Cause it don’t take a country to make a country man (hey!) (hey!) (hey!)