THAT'LL BE THE DAY
When the sun burns out. And the grass turns red
When the stars don't shine and the desert ain't dry
And the bream don't bed
When the Mississippi river ain't muddy and the Stones don't rock and roll
When Strait ain't the king of country and Jesus don't save your soul
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
Yeah when Moma's don't pray and running backs don't run
When every dirt road gets paved and when I ain't damn proud of where I'm from
God I hope it never comes cause
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
When them county line fires quit burning, when corner stores don't sell cold beer
If this big rock ain't stoped turning. It'll be time to get outta here
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
That'll be the day, I aint country anymore
that'll be the day, yeah
That'll be the day. that'll be the day
That'll Be the Day Video (MV)
Performed By: Jacob Bryant
Language: English
Length: 3:02
Written by: ASHLEY GORLEY, BEN JOHNSON, MICHAEL HARDY, TAYLOR PHILLIPS
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THAT'LL BE THE DAY
When the sun burns out. And the grass turns red
When the stars don't shine and the desert ain't dry
And the bream don't bed
When the Mississippi river ain't muddy and the Stones don't rock and roll
When Strait ain't the king of country and Jesus don't save your soul
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
Yeah when Moma's don't pray and running backs don't run
When every dirt road gets paved and when I ain't damn proud of where I'm from
God I hope it never comes cause
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
When them county line fires quit burning, when corner stores don't sell cold beer
If this big rock ain't stoped turning. It'll be time to get outta here
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
That'll be the day, I aint country anymore
that'll be the day, yeah
That'll be the day. that'll be the day
When the sun burns out. And the grass turns red
When the stars don't shine and the desert ain't dry
And the bream don't bed
When the Mississippi river ain't muddy and the Stones don't rock and roll
When Strait ain't the king of country and Jesus don't save your soul
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
Yeah when Moma's don't pray and running backs don't run
When every dirt road gets paved and when I ain't damn proud of where I'm from
God I hope it never comes cause
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
When them county line fires quit burning, when corner stores don't sell cold beer
If this big rock ain't stoped turning. It'll be time to get outta here
That'll be the day. That'll be the day when.
My dog don't hunt, and I sell my guns and I park this Cheverolet
And I'll be raising redneck hell untill I'm knockin' on heaven's door
Yeah that'll be the day, that'll be the day
I ain't country anymore
That'll be the day, I aint country anymore
that'll be the day, yeah
That'll be the day. that'll be the day
Writer: ASHLEY GORLEY, BEN JOHNSON, MICHAEL HARDY, TAYLOR PHILLIPS
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.
Copyright: Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Warner Chappell Music, Inc.