Good out Here (feat. Upchurch)
Some people talk down 'bout being a small town
Born and raised out in the middle of nowhere
They think we're missing out, but we ain't missing out
But they never took an old back road
Out wear the black top ends and the green grass grows
Where that home team wins and the world turns slow
Where that red dirt-dirt makes some roots run deep
If they did they know why we never leave
'Cause we set the nights on fire
Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up
We a bunch of party all nighters
Raisin' hell like we raise them cups
We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear
We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres
We got that under control
We got that high school beer
We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here
We rocking work boots up in them church pews
Grew up on King George and King James
Yeah we huntin' fish, man that's just how it is
Some things ain't ever gonna change
'Cause we set the nights on fire
Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up
We a bunch of party all nighters
Raisin' hell like we raise them cups
We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear
We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres
We got that under control
We got that high school beer
We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here
Ain't no camera 'less it's strapped to a tree
Looking at some white tail munching clover leaves
And the floorboards muddy, in that Silverado
Looking like a whole pastor everywhere that I roll
Ain't nothing like living in what I sing
Church pews, barstools and a river sink
Yeah, I'm proud to have a little dust on my night
Take the big city life and light it up in flames
'Cause we set the nights on fire
Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up
We a bunch of party all nighters
Raisin' hell like we raise them cups
We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear
We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres
We got that under control
We got that high school beer
We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here
We good out here, yeah
Upchurch tell 'em dog
Yeah, we good out here
Born and raised out in the middle of nowhere
They think we're missing out, but we ain't missing out
But they never took an old back road
Out wear the black top ends and the green grass grows
Where that home team wins and the world turns slow
Where that red dirt-dirt makes some roots run deep
If they did they know why we never leave
'Cause we set the nights on fire
Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up
We a bunch of party all nighters
Raisin' hell like we raise them cups
We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear
We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres
We got that under control
We got that high school beer
We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here
We rocking work boots up in them church pews
Grew up on King George and King James
Yeah we huntin' fish, man that's just how it is
Some things ain't ever gonna change
'Cause we set the nights on fire
Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up
We a bunch of party all nighters
Raisin' hell like we raise them cups
We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear
We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres
We got that under control
We got that high school beer
We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here
Ain't no camera 'less it's strapped to a tree
Looking at some white tail munching clover leaves
And the floorboards muddy, in that Silverado
Looking like a whole pastor everywhere that I roll
Ain't nothing like living in what I sing
Church pews, barstools and a river sink
Yeah, I'm proud to have a little dust on my night
Take the big city life and light it up in flames
'Cause we set the nights on fire
Burn 'em down 'til the sun comes up
We a bunch of party all nighters
Raisin' hell like we raise them cups
We got that mud on our trucks, we got them jars of clear
We got them good old boys whippin' 'em old John Deeres
We got that under control
We got that high school beer
We got them country girls, yeah, we good out here
We good out here, yeah
Upchurch tell 'em dog
Yeah, we good out here
Credits
Writer(s): Matt Mcginn, William Bradford Jr Weatherly, Taylor Delmar Phillips, Ryan Upchurch, Michael Roach
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