Country 'Til the Day We Die

Tearing up the earth and knocking down those cornrows Plowboy, mule and a size 12 steel toe Working up a sweat, gonna meet her at the fishing hole She got the bait and I'll bring the canepole Let down the tailgate Tonight she gonna get home late Yeah, yeah You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit Hell, yeah Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred Real live southern pride and country 'til the day we die Styrofoam cooler keeping all them beers cold Lights on a roll bar shining down a dirt road Pontoons tied up right up to the floating dock Girls keep it bouncing, dancing going non-stop When it gets hotter We naked in the water Yeah, yeah You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit Hell, yeah Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred Real live southern pride and country 'til the day we die Yeah, yeah Drive away I come from (come from, come from) No Yeah, yeah You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit Hell yeah Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred Yeah, yeah You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit Hell yeah Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred Real live southern pride Well, my daddy sure did raise me right Nah, we ain't scared to fight Country 'til the day we die