I'm from a little town
Where everybody knows your name and
We like to end our week with a Friday night football game
A little rough around the edges
But I reckon what place ain't?
That never stopped us from showing out when the hoe down's calling our name
So don't forget to tip the fella working at the keg
Pouring cups of liquid courage helping everybody sing
We come from backwoods, down home
Double wides and house boats
Smell that gunpowder we some loud toting cowpoke
We like listening to Lynyrd
And getting whiskey drunk with our friends
Okay we're country from beginning to end
Tell you sum
Any God fearing country boy will dance if you let him
Now a little thing I learned is nothing beats dirty denim,
Muddy boots, a big hat and stained tank in the middle
You ain't gotta look as good as long as someone got a fiddle
We ain't never gave a damn bout if you're big or if you're little
Everybody got a country side inside em one day it'll
Start to shine don't try to hide it 'member lying's for the devil
Buckle up and put your right foot on the pedal
We come from backwoods, down home
Double wides and house boats
Smell that gunpowder we some loud toting cowpoke
We like listening to Lynyrd
And getting whiskey drunk with our friends
Okay we're country from beginning to end
We come from backwoods, down home
Double wides and house boats
Smell that gunpowder we some loud toting cowpoke
We like listening to Lynyrd
And getting whiskey drunk with our friends
Okay we're country from beginning to end
