Lyrics - It's What I Am by Montgomery John Michael

I got my first guitar when
I was just a boy
I was playing the blues instead of playing with toys
Listening to the
Opry and daydreaming of those 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 and
I sing songs about real life
Chorus:
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
And these boots have been around a while
Country ain't what
I sing it's what
I am
I learned to drive on a red dirt road
Cruised the strip on rock and roll
And 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
Repeat
Chorus

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