A Little More Country Than That

If someone would write a country song about being outside I would want to be in the video. There is a new country song out called "I'm a little more country than that" by up and coming artist Easton Corbin. I know that I'm a mix between city girl and country dreamer. I like being about 45 minutes from a good mall and great restaurants, but like having some fresh air, a garden, and good people. Most people know how I like pretty scenery and when I see an open field I want to stop the car, get out, and go run through it. I love driving through the mountains, sitting on a dock at the lake for hours, or taking a long walk on a beach. I could lay on a blanket and gaze up at the stars for hours. But I also enjoy a little fast paced life sometimes too (minus rush hour and crime). Right now we live in a 'suburb' of Augusta and it's a little bit country. It's a pretty drive home and I like how I can go to a different post office and be the only one in the post office. It makes me laugh. I love how in the video he's just hanging out on the tailgate of an old beat up truck, cutting up some wood, and feeding the horses hay. It's like this great ideal of America. Love it! When I was younger we would spend the summers at Badin Lake, NC. Beautiful place. We had a single-wide trailer my Papaw put there, a great dock that we shared with Papaw's best friend Jacob (they had a house next to us) a boathouse that kept two boats and by the water an amazing handmade concrete picnic table Papaw made. It wasn't the fancy lake. It was the country, good livin' people lake. There was a community trampoline up the road that my older brother Bryan, my sister Carrie and I would race to. You had to go to the grocery store before you got into Badin or else you did your shopping at the gas station. There was one little restaurant that we never went to because Mamaw or Dad always cooked. My sister and I had this fold out mattress (before the days of air mattresses) and we would put it on the floor in the living room. I would be up at the crack of dawn, hard to believe I know, but would wake dad up so he could pull me tubing or skiing while the water still looked like glass. It was picturesque. The good life. My dad was on disability so we could stay as long as we wanted and I never wanted to leave. I remember when he let me sit on his lap in his old car so I could drive. I might have been 8. :) There was no cable, no cell phones, nothing but quality family time. We were either on the boat, on the dock fishing, swimming, on the trampoline, or playing scrabble. It's where I learned how to clean a catfish, to swim, ski, and...live. So even though I may claim to be a city girl and like a good shopping spree from time to time, deep down, I'm a little more country than that.

Click this to watch the video: I'm A Little More Country Than That on CMT