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Im A Johnny Cash Junkie

I grew up on Waylon, Willie and the Stones
Soundtrack to my life is a hillbilly song
I tear up to Crying In Time
Me and Johnny fight to walk the line
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I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots
I grew up country, Im proud of my roots
Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed
Im a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak
We got redneck women driving ATVs
Wearing camo bikinis on CMT
I throw back a beer, I pledge allegiance to Hank
Ill take a little less pop, a lot more twang
Three cords and some down-home soul
Some things never grow old
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I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots
I grew up country, Im proud of my roots
Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed
Im a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak
Three cords and some down-home soul
Some things never grow old
Chorus
I still drive a pickup, I still wear boots
I grew up country, Im proud of my roots
Red, white and blue are the colors I bleed
Im a Johnny Cash junkie and a Buck Owens freak