C.O.U.N.T.R.Y
Hoodbillyvandalz
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Let me show you where the black top ends
Where the hood stops and the woods begin
We can ride out to the hideout right now
I'll pull the jeep round y'all climb in
Ride with me down to a barb wire fence
Where creek bends and the trees get dense
Follow me down past the wood line to a good time
Got a bonfire invite a few friends
Yeah i'm a redneck I'm a hick country boy from the sticks
Fuck with me and find out quick just how dirty the south can get
I throw fists turn a wrench
Drive a tractor work a winch
Build a fence with my bare hands and pull your mazda out a ditch
I stay lifted my gears shifted can't stand the heat get out the kitchen.
You ain't country tell me nothing bout the dirty son I live it
Every day every breath I'm given I intend to keep on winning
Every line and every sentence I go hard until I'm finished
Like propane to a fire put me on and it burns brighter
Mash the gas and burn the tires don't need matches or a lighter
Like the moonshine I turn blue
Straight from the still 180 proof
From the hills of tennessee so you know it tried and true
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
I was born in the sticks and in the sticks is where i'll stay
Brought up on cornbread and grits entrenched in my southern ways
Tennessee mud runs through my veins rednecks in my dna
bad ass from head to toe
Talk shit can't let you walk away
I'm just a simple southern man trying to make and honest living
Worked hard for all I got and every dollar I've been given
Love my woman and my children
That's enough to keep me grinning
No I don't need much of nothing crack a cold one, crank some jennings
Sick of these glass jaw outlaws
I can't even fuck with y'all
No dirty boots and overalls
Country's more than southern drawls
Born into poverty on food stamps and hand me downs
Not given much a chance mom's the only one that stuck around
These boys out here think that their country
But country ain't the truck you drive or the clothes on your back
Real country that's born and bred
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till so die
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Let me show you where the black top ends
Where the hood stops and the woods begin
We can ride out to the hideout right now
I'll pull the jeep round y'all climb in
Ride with me down to a barb wire fence
Where creek bends and the trees get dense
Follow me down past the wood line to a good time
Got a bonfire invite a few friends
Yeah i'm a redneck I'm a hick country boy from the sticks
Fuck with me and find out quick just how dirty the south can get
I throw fists turn a wrench
Drive a tractor work a winch
Build a fence with my bare hands and pull your mazda out a ditch
I stay lifted my gears shifted can't stand the heat get out the kitchen.
You ain't country tell me nothing bout the dirty son I live it
Every day every breath I'm given I intend to keep on winning
Every line and every sentence I go hard until I'm finished
Like propane to a fire put me on and it burns brighter
Mash the gas and burn the tires don't need matches or a lighter
Like the moonshine I turn blue
Straight from the still 180 proof
From the hills of tennessee so you know it tried and true
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
I was born in the sticks and in the sticks is where i'll stay
Brought up on cornbread and grits entrenched in my southern ways
Tennessee mud runs through my veins rednecks in my dna
bad ass from head to toe
Talk shit can't let you walk away
I'm just a simple southern man trying to make and honest living
Worked hard for all I got and every dollar I've been given
Love my woman and my children
That's enough to keep me grinning
No I don't need much of nothing crack a cold one, crank some jennings
Sick of these glass jaw outlaws
I can't even fuck with y'all
No dirty boots and overalls
Country's more than southern drawls
Born into poverty on food stamps and hand me downs
Not given much a chance mom's the only one that stuck around
These boys out here think that their country
But country ain't the truck you drive or the clothes on your back
Real country that's born and bred
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till so die
Country
I was born in the country
I stay country till I die
Country till I die
I stay country till I die
I was born in the country
I'll stay country till I die
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Writer(s): Randall Richards
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