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 dreaming 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 and 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 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 now 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 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