I'm back in the saddle again Ridin' high Ridin' into town alone by the light of the moon I'm lookin' for old Sukie Jones, she crazy horse saloon Barkeep gimme a drink, that's when she caught my eye She turned to give me a wink, that'd make a grown man

Eyes flare, this glow becomes our lanterns We are searching for truth, but find dust and dirt Though sight falls hard, trudge headfirst and forget what matters Caught in the trample of the tow, bones scrape against the asphalt Gaze into the depth and try

That's what country is It's homemade peach ice cream on sunburnt lips It ain't a rebel flag you bought at the mall It's a hide away bed in an old horse stall Two kids gettin' caught stealin' a Boone's farm kiss It ain't a John Deere cap that's never fell