Boy in a car,
car in a field
Field by road, down in
Tassie
Dad in the car, steady as she goes
In that field by the road, and I'm passing
We had
Alan
Jackson on, listening to drive
A song about a kid in a jeep,
with her dad by her side
They're songs that you hear and
you feel and you see
That's what I love,
that's what I love about country
Lights on a truck coming over the hill
Shine through the rain
on the windscreen
Then a girl who needs space
to make her big mistakes
And her mum stares out the window,
says I'm a -leaving
It was
Keith singing
Slim and the
Dixies came on
Dad says check the oil and the
crowd sang along
They're songs that reach into
the things that are real
That's what I love,
that's what I love about country
There's songs for the hard yards,
the diehards, the rowdy crew
From heartland to red sand, from
SA to
FNQ
Swan to the gong,
country is everywhere
From the outback to the tram track,
from scrub to suburbia
It's face and it's place and
it's story and heart
Songs that put you together
and take you apart
It'll sing with the band or
a scratched up guitar
In the sea or the bush, whoever you are
It's the truth in a line,
it's my life in a rhyme
It's the way that it's played,
it's been tested by time
It's new and it's old and it's
yours and it's mine
That's what I love,
that's what I love
That's what I love, it's what we love about
country
you