Doug Briney - It's All Country Lyrics

Lyrics: Doug Briney - It's All Country

A fam'ly fued is brewin' on the streets of music row
A tug-o-war we've seen before 'bout what's country on the radio
You got die hards from the old school, (us) the new kids like the change
Why can't we all just get along ya'll, join our hands and sing

(Chorus)
It's Hank
It's Reba
Kenny, Waylon, Strait
Swift and Martina
Carrie and Jones
And the list goes on
Deep roots from the fam'ly seed
All branches of the same 'ole tree
Yea, it's all country
Yea, yea, it's all country

There's a brand new band of outlaws, some don't like their (our) country pop
But the king once got 'em all shook up with his blend of blues and rock
The legends are the foundation the (us) new guns are buildin' on
It's a great big house we live in, there's room for everyone

(Repeat chorus)

It's old, it's new, red, white and blue
A steel guitar, an attitude

(Chorus)
It's all Hank
'N it's Reba
Kenny, Waylon, Strait
Swift and Martina
Carrie and Jones
And the list goes on
Deep roots from the same old seed
All branches of the same 'ole tree
Yea, it's all country
Yea, yea, it's all country

Shout with me it's all country
Yea, yea, it's all country
Let's agree, it's all country
Yea, it's all country