Big rigs run on diesel Airplanes run on time (yeah right) Somedays my truck just won't run And other days she flies (she flies) Cowboys run on whiskey Horses run on wild Me, I run on something else, yeah, here's what gets me by I run on country I run on the cryin' steel guitars I run on Friday nights and neon lights and small town honkey tonk bars I run on back roads Harvest moons and homemade shine So fill up my tank with Strait, Willy and Hank cause I I run on country When I get that feeling Like Sunday mornin' comin' down on me It fills my cup and tops me up When my hearts on e Gives me just what I need I run on country I run on the cryin' steel guitars I run on Friday nights and neon lights and small town honky tonk bars I run on back roads Harvest moons and homemade shine So fill up up my tank with Strait, Willy and Hank cause I I run on country Give me that kick drum kickin' on one, two, three Guitar bendin' them strings Give me that girl who knows every single word cause it runs in her family She's just like me I run on country I run on the cryin' steel guitar I run on Friday nights and neon lights and small town honky tonk bars I run on back roads On harvest moons and homemade shine So fill up my tank with Strait, Willy and Hank cause I I run on country I run on country I run on country I run on, run on, run on, run on, run on country