Verse 1
D
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin',
'Coon dog in the back.
D
Truck bed loaded down with beer,
An' a cold one in my lap.
A
Earnhart sticker behind my head,
G
An' my woman by my side.
D
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin'
Country Boy Can Survive.
Well, if you got a problem with that,
Cadd9 A G D (Riff 1)
You can kiss my country ass.
Verse 2
D
Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls,
(Riff 2)
Wrangler jeans: smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds.
D
Tattoos up an' down my arms,
An' deer heads over my bed.
A
My Granddaddy fought in World War Two,
G
An' my Daddy went to Vietnam.
D
An' I ain't scared to grab my gun,
An' fight for my homeland.
If you don't love the American flag,
Cadd9 A G D
You can kiss my country ass.
A D
If you're a down home, backwoods redneck,
A G D
C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass.
A D
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd,
Cadd9 A G D
You can kiss my country ass.
Verse 3
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D
Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there,
That's lookin' down on me.
D
'Cause the country club where I belong,
D
Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'.
A
I don't wear no fancy clothes,
G
No ties or three-piece suits.
D
You can find me in my camouflage hat,
My tee-shirt an' cowboy boots.
If that don't fit your social class,
Cadd9 A G D
You can kiss my country ass.
(Repeat Chorus)
Verse 4
D
Cause I'm a front-porch sittin',
D D
Guitar pickin', moonshine sippin',
D D
Bacca juice spittin' country boy from the woods.
D D
An' I love fried chicken an' blue gill fishin',
D D
An' outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could.
A G
I ain't tryin' to start no fight, but I'll finish one every time.
D
You just mind your own damn business,
And stay the hell outta mine.
If you got a problem with that,
Cadd9 A G D
You can kiss my country ass.
Ending
I said if you got a problem with any of that,
A G
You can kiss my natural born,
A G
Redneck to the bone,
A G D
Ever-lovin' country ass.
