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You boys ever met a real country girl?
Talkin, true blue, out in the woods, down home, country girl ... opening lyrics to Jason Aldean's She's Country
Yep, I admit it.. I am COUNTRY... I live in the COUNTRY, I love in the COUNTRY, I play in the COUNTRY. Now, this is where it gets complicated.... I work in the city, and this h'ear country gal ain't so liking the way city folk play. See, I was born in the country, I got those old small town morals and thinking goin on in this, albeit older, but still gosh dang purdy head o'mine.
City folk got a meaner streak to them.. and trust me, I ain't knockin' it.. they have to have this.. it is called survival.. *meow... hisss.... pfffttt*. Those are sounds that come outta most city folk after the person they were speaking to turn their backs... hell, ain't nobody gonna call 'em out on it.. most people that live in large cities are living afraid... afraid that somebody is gonna drive by and jest hang a gun outta the car and start their stoopid azzes shooting for the hell of it.
Here in the country, we actually wave to our neighbors, and if we see them doing something they are struggling with, now grab onto your silly little selves, we shout out to them to "hold on" and mosey on over and lend a hand. We LIKE one another.. we have down home bbqs and we play music that each of us join in on.. we grab geetars, we bang on drums, we dance our fool azzes off. We toil long and hard hours after working our regular jobs jest to keep the land green and purdy... yeah, we are demented fools who truly care about the environment and preserving the beauty so that the youngens can enjoy what we grew up with. Damn fools that we are!!!
I work outside a lot.. winters mean I have shoveling to do in order to make paths to my goats and their feed source.. I need to have paths to other sheds and what not and my gravel driveway needs kitty litter and salt thrown down when it is iced. Spring, summer and fall, hell... I live outdoors. There is always something that needs to be done .. mending the fence to the critters area... fixing up sheds that are deteriorating from age and, in the case of this place, because some fool piled wood up against a wood shed.. duh...
I have 5 acres of fields that need constant attention.. cutting, removing rocks.. pruning trees, planting, and then at the end of each night... after a good long day of doing what needs to be done and getting little bonuses added with the birds, deer, flowers, etc., I crack open a cold one while sitting on the deck with some great music playing and dancing with the fireflies.
This sorta life don't appeal to all, but it suits this ole country gal .. jest fine... and sometimes that means that those that have chosen to come into my life feel that it is just too much time they would have to pay to keeping up with things.. well, I can't say that I am gonna change, cuz I know that would be a big ole whopper.. and like I said.. this ole country gal.. she was born and taught the values of doing no harm, playing by the golden rule and never, ever, under any circumstances feigning feelings or saying one thing to someone's face and another behind their back.. so for all that believe that is "hick"-like.. I will tip my cowgirl hat, while hitchin my thumbs into my embroidered jeans and allowing the breeze to blow my fringed jacket while atop my horse .. "Yes, sir/Ma'am.. I am COUNTRY...."
Now if yall will excuse this country gal.. I have some staining of old chest of drawers to accomplish... Yeah, we like working with wood, tools, etc... get over it....
Listen to the song....(and gals... he is a right good ole piece of eye candy)
"She's Country" .... YES I AM!!!!
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