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Blood runs thicker than water and wine We got a neon sign for a city light Down in them sticks where I'm from Late night bonfires, smoke in the air Tailgate legs swinging everywhere Down in them sticks where I'm from Somewhere south of the Mason-Dixon line That's where you'll find Dirt roads, dust clouds, and muddy water Red clay, red wings, and blue collars We ain't got much but we're turnin' it up And burnin' it down Buck shot, stop signs and trout lines Bud Light, moonshine, and good times That's the way we're raisin' hell 'round here Yeah, we're livin', yeah, we're livin' on Blood, sweat, and beers The Yeti iced down with some ALC Out in my town, it's BFE It's 35's rollin' off of bar-stool whiskey I keep a 12 gauge shotgun with me It's fall, gettin' catfish and redneck son of a gun Once they bust the JD7 out, I'll start having fun It's nine to five, Monday to Sunday Eat hams and beer cans, that's how I was raised Somewhere out in the Harris County pines That's where you'll find Dirt roads, dust clouds, and muddy water Red clay, red wings, and blue collars We ain't got much but we're turnin' it up And burnin' it down Buck shot, stop signs and trout lines Bud Light, moonshine, and good times That's the way we're raisin' hell 'round here Yeah, we're livin', yeah, we're livin' on Blood, sweat, and beers Dirt roads, dust clouds, and muddy water Red clay, red wings, and blue collars We ain't got much but we're turnin' it up And burnin' it down Buck shot, stop signs and trout lines Bud Light, moonshine, and good times That's the way we're raisin' hell 'round here Yeah, we're livin', yeah, we're livin' on Blood, sweat, and beers
Writer(s): Jonathan Gabriel Horne, Bonnie Dymond, Chris Piquette, Logan Michael Szpila Lyrics powered by www.musixmatch.com
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