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letra de welcome to the country - blackwell band

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na na na na na na na na nah
na na na na na na na na nah

dirt roads, corn fields
muddy boots no high heels
working hard every day, come friday night it’s time to play

headin out so jump on in
got a case of beer and some homemade gin
gonna rock this one horse town with all my friends

welcome to the country
where the nights are short, days are long
but we party hard
where the week is done and everybody knows your name

welcome to the country
we clap our hands, stomp our feet
ain’t afraid to roll up our sleeves, when monday rolls round again
welcome to the country

na na na na na na na na nah
na na na na na na na na nah

hot sun, blue sky
road hard, hung up dry
sweatin like a sinner on sunday morning
now it’s time to get those good times rollin

they look down on the way we’re living and we might be broke
but we don’t need fixin
them city folk don’t know what they’re missin

welcome to the country
where the nights are short, days are long
but we party hard
where the week is done and everybody knows your name

welcome to the country
we clap our hands, stomp our feet
ain’t afraid to roll up our sleeves, when monday rolls round again
welcome to the country

dirt roads, corn fields
(dirt roads, corn fields)

muddy boots, no high heels
(muddy boots, no high heels)

working hard every day
(working hard every day)

friday night so it’s time to play, yeah!

welcome to the country
where the nights are short, days are long
but we party hard
where the week is done and everybody knows your name

welcome to the country
we clap our hands, stomp our feet
ain’t afraid to roll up our sleeves, when monday rolls round again
welcome to the country

na na na na na na na na nah
yeah
na na na na na na na na nah

welcome to the country

na na na na na na na na nah

- blackwell band

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