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They Kicked Me Out The Country
(But They Can’t Kick The Country Out Of Me)
© 2006, Scott Niolet
Got busted on the Border
Smugglin' a little grass
I was haulin' controlled substances
When I should have been haulin' ass
So they tossed me 'cross the Border
Down near Juarez Way
But I'm sippin' margaritas
And enjoying my extended stay
Well, i'm a good ol' boy whose keepin' the faith, but I can't come back, you see
They kicked me out the Country
Can't kick the Country out of me
I've got a senorita
Lives in Cancun-Town
We swim all day and drink all night
Nothin' brings me down
I play guitar for money
At a local tourist bar
And when they shout out "Whiskey River"
It's like I ain't that far
Now if they bust you at the airport
I advise you not to flee
They kicked me out the Country
Can't kick the Country out of me
Nashville might be OK for you
But I like it here just fine
I've got all the comforts that I need
Except my peace of mind
Everyone's trying to immigrate to the
Land of the Free
But way down South of the Border, baby
That's where I'd rather be
And as long as this old radio still plays
A little Hank and Jerry Lee
They can kick me out the Country
Can't kick the Country out of me
Mas cerveza, mas tequila
That's allright with me
Well, they kicked me out the Country
Can't kick the Country out of me
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