That's What This County Means To Me

[Verse] This County was built on the labors of a few, Memaw paid them their wages, a few biscuits would do. They looked to overcome this land, and carve out a home Their prayers were heard, they did not stand alone [Chorus] Grit and sweat built this land Of plenty and green, Look at this face and at these hands, See what's to be seen. We follow one called Memaw, Unto the jubilee. That flag's waving tall, That's what this county means to me. [Verse 2] Folks gather round that pole, beholding what we have made, The farms, stores, mines, and shacks, all the crafters at their trade; One leather face stands above the rest, the sunshine in her eyes, The biscuit box by her side, the shotgun toward the skies, and she says [Chorus] Grit and sweat built this land Of plenty and green, Look at this face and at these hands, See what is to be seen. We follow one called Memaw, And that's me, by my decree. Biscuits n' bullets, That's what this county means to me. [Chorus] Grit and sweat built this land Of plenty and green, Look at this face and at these hands, See what's to be seen. We follow one called Memaw, Unto the jubilee. That flag's waving tall, That's what this county means to me.