Just wiped off that last bit of sweat from that Kubota Got a pre-game six pack ring of Busch waitin' on me Gonna call up my girl, gonna call up my buddies Roll to the bank, cash that Friday paycheck money We circle up those step sides and fog light them woods We ain't got it all but we got it damn good
We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter We crank that Charlie Daniel's out them Ford and Chevy speakers We throw it down in this Podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country
From Main Street to soybean fields at the county line border We hunt, fish, drink, burn shit, cuss, pray, all in that order Yeah call it backwoods, hillbilly, redneck, white trash Whatever you come up with, it ain't gonna change the fact
We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter We crank that Charlie Daniel's out them Ford and Chevy speakers We throw it down in this Podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country
We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter We crank that Charlie Daniel's out them Ford and Chevy speakers Stoned down in this Podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy Call it what you want to We throw it down in this Podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it countryTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
