It's the mudslingin', country singin' redneck stunner Imma show you who I am if you really think you wanna take a ride down the dirty road, show ya where the still is skeered? stay at home son, this is where the real is
Folks 'round her still believe in God and the right to tote a gun and our flag don't run ain't askin' you fo nothin' if we can't get it on our own tell the government to leave my check and church alone
Y'all can do y'all and we'll do us and our money should always say "In God We Trust" So if you think like that, then you one of us if not then move on and leave us alone
Cuz country folk can survive, jus' ask Hank leave my money in my pocket y'all can have the bank I'm tryin to tell ya we smarter than some of y'all think even though we talk slow all of y'all should know that..
[Hook:] This is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it Stand our ground and we don't back down if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it This is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean Stand our ground and we don't back down and if you don't like it then don't come around
[Verse:] We come from hardworking people, they can't stand a thief don't like a liar, freezer full of deer meat home grown tomatoes in the kitchen window Daddy is a deacon, mama sings "Swing Low" at the church in the choir, Sunday dinners on the fire Colt Ford Danny Boone gettin' mud up on the tires
We represent our folk but don't take us for a joke we got a cooler full of boo and a pocket full of smoke Yeah we country as corn bread, and pumpin' Nappy Roots and if it ain't funeral we ain't gon' wear a suit
We peein' off the front porch, peein' of da back cuz we livin' in da boonies and they don't know where we at Can't market us urban, won't market us rural drinkin' moonshine till we drunk and seein' plural Small town livin' and we don't give a damn if yo Hollywood or not, cuz we know who we am
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[Verse:] Ain't funny how the money change who you is sell your sould to teh devil be a star in his biz give up everything so you can play this game make a buncha folks happy that don't know yo name
Don't worry 'bout me, Imma spit the truth see I gotta represent for our country youth and keep hope alive, cuz I will survive with a shotgun baby and a four wheel drive
I'm buck huntin' dog runnin' playin' in a mud hole pumping Johnny Cash, haulin' ass down a back road Love it in the country where my soul is free In God and my family is all I need, sing it
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