It's What I Am Lyrics - John Michael Montgomery

I got my first guitar when I was just a boy 

I was playin' the blues instead of playin' with toys 

Listenin' to the Opera and dreamin' of the neon lights 

So it was late to bed and early to rise 

I worked the field all day and the crowd all night 

My finger on the trigger and Nashville in my sights 

I'm the real thing, I sing songs about real life 

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin 

Never really worried if I fit in 

Country ain't what I sing 

It's what I am 

This hat ain't something I wear for style 

These boots have been around a while 

Country ain't what I sing 

It's what I am 

I learned to drive on a withered road 

Use to cruise the strip on Rock 'n' Roll 

Drove around on 

Miles and miles of Texas 

And as I grew Daddy showed me how 

To earn a living by the sweat of my brow 

But he never made me follow in his steps 

He said work hard and let the good Lord do the rest 

And I never heard a fiddle called a violin 

Never really worried if I fit in 

Country ain't what I sing 

It's what I am 

This truck ain't something I drive for style 

These boots have been around a while 

Country ain't what I sing 

It's what I am 

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