Wonder why we settled here with the rattlesnakes, and the prickly pear And a water table two hundred foot down In the land before the lazy chair, power pole, Frigidaire And a car to drive you ten miles into town Nothing but a stubborn mule to break ground For a little slice of Heaven holding up against hell Hardened by the Summers, it won't take no coffin nails Just like the old mesquite that's been sprayed a hundred times with Remedy This land is what I am, tough country Rough, but man she's beautiful When the time is right and the pond is full And the rainfall brings the flowers towards the sky When the grass turns green, and the cows get fat Take it in 'cause it won't last It'd bring a tear to my grandpa's eye Knowing every good thing dies For a little slice of Heaven holding up against hell Hardened by the Summers it won't take no coffin nails But when her love rains from above it will provide everything I need That makes me who I am, tough country ♪ Just like the ground They'll lay me down When my work's done It's where my roots run deep This land is what I am, tough country