Songwriters: Hambridge, Tom; Steele, Jeffrey;
Charlie Daniels, Carolina
The Devil went down to Georgia
Nothin' could be finer
Midnight Rider, Allman Brothers Band
I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
I got your country
Grab a beer, pull up a chair
'Cause I got your country right here
Gimme some Waylon
Little bit of that Ramblin' Man
Our country boys can't survive
Can I get a little hand for Hank?
I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
I got your country right
Grab a beer, pull up a chair
'Cause I got your country right here
In any Friday night honky tonk
Anywhere they got cold beer and a band
And a dance floor packed with bikers, truckers
Lookers, soldiers, outlaw lovers
Well, I got your country right here
I got your country right here
ZZ Top, little ol' band from Texas
It's 2 o'clock, I bet you thought
I forgot Lynyrd Skynyrd
Get off you asses and raise your glasses
'Cause I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
I got your country right
Grab a beer, pull up a chair
'Cause I got your country right here
I got your country right here
Little bit of rockin'
I got your country right here
Deep fried Southern
Gimme that country
I got your country right here
I got your country right here
