country in california

Lyrics

i was driving down pch, top down on my jeep just cranking some hank, a california boy with country on my mind. a pretty girl sitting next to me, with beach blond hair in the passenger seat, rocking daisy dukes with a bathing suit underneath. she's west coast head-to-toe, but there ain't a reba song that she don't know. there's country in california, we drink whiskey, just like they do in tennessee, we have backroads, past where the grass grows, in the hills of malibu, it's the sky's that blue, with a clear view of the sea, yeah, there's country, in my california dream. i remember way back before it was cool, singing tim mcgraw on my way to school, maryann mccoy was my "don't take the girl", nowadays the highway is more than a road, it's taking over country radio, moving the mason-dixie line all the way to the edge of the world, her eyes were blue and her hair was long, yeah, she's every woman, she's a country song. there's country in california, we drink whiskey, just like they do in tennessee, we have backroads, past where the grass grows, in the hills of malibu, it's the sky's that blue, with a clear view of the sea, yeah, there's country, in my california dream. sweet home california, sweet home california, sweet home california, there's country in california, we drink whiskey, same as they do in tennessee, we have backroads, past where the green grass grows, in the hills of malibu, it's the sky's that blue, with a clear view of the sea, yeah, there's country, yeah, there's country, oh, there's country, in my california dream, in my california dream, i was driving down pch, top down on my jeep just cranking some hank, a california boy with country on my mind.