[Verse] Out here where the pines meet the sky so blue, There's a melody that pulls your heart straight through. It’s the sound of the earth, of a life well-lived, Every note a story, every chord a gift. [Chorus] It’s the heart of country, pure and true, A voice of the people, me and you. With a hand on the plow and a song to share, It lifts us up, keeps us fair and square. [Verse] It's in the hum of a fiddle, the twang of a string, Telling tales of sorrow, of joy, of spring. It’s the sound of a neighbor lending a hand, A harmony sung across this land. [Chorus] It’s the heart of country, pure and true, A voice of the people, me and you. With a hand on the plow and a song to share, It lifts us up, keeps us fair and square. [Bridge] And when the night falls, and the crickets sing, The banjo laughs and the guitars ring. It's a love for life, and a love for all, Respect in the rhythm, standing tall. [Chorus] It’s the heart of country, pure and true, A voice of the people, me and you. With a hand on the plow and a song to share, It lifts us up, keeps us fair and square.
