Country Way

I live out in the country, used to hang on old Pond Creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa, used to cut the grass for free And there ain't been a damn thing that could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams, tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I've been around them cowboys, I grew up in Tennessee I ain't just part of that country 'cause that country's part of me, yeah Son bakin' down on my back in the bass hole That asshole spray paints everything camo Nah, I ain't professional, got Walmart cans though Get up out that case of hoochie coohie on the dance floor Choppin' like machetes at McCallas and McCambo Rather drive a truck than a brand new Lambo' C-H, E-A, T-H-A-M-C-O Ain't gone hold me back, drop life, down in four low You won't catch me slippin' 'cause I'm comin' like some swampers I get hurt, rub some dirt on it, I don't need a doctor Grew up around them outlaws and kept my ears open Heard stories that are ancient 'til the tenth time they told 'em Six guns gettin' drawn on illegal games of poker Chicken fights on other states, cages in the Winnebago Lightin' up a cigarette, blowin' smoke up out the window Middle of the summer radio, seats made of leather Gamblin' with them roosters, even with all the Kentucky Copers I be cookin' up somethin' like steam mashed and copper I stay smokin' on loud, oil leak under a chopper My road is kind of rocky but I bet you I'm a topper It ain't nothin', but a gamble like dice, watch for them snake eyes They're hidin' in the grass that's why I constantly cut mine I'm makin' me a path and slowly droppin' them land mines Flame in my hand let's make us one of them wildfires I live out in the country, used to hang on old Pond Creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa, used to cut the grass for free And there ain't been a damn thing that could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams, tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I've been around them cowboys, I grew up in Tennessee I ain't just part of that country 'cause that country's part of me, yeah No shirt, sun burnt, smile like I'm trouble sent Dixie chicks, truck beds, Cheyenne, '86 Surface rust, plenty dents, buzzing off about a fifth Cranking up the Kid Rock, everybody turning heads 35's humming on that river road asphalt Windows rolled down, give a wave to the county cops Got a lotta haters in the county line zone But that's okay 'cause I'm sitting on my throne You ain't doin' it how I'm doin' it so go talk that lotty dotty I'll be gigging in the ponds, go ahead get froggy And I love fist fighting like my sister's Ronda Rousey Coming straight up out the screen door, straight up off the damn porch Burnin' haters asses like I chase 'em with a lit torch Hop up in the damn Ford, gas to the damn floor Dust in the wind, adrenaline, I know you want more Mirrors shaking in the doors, cranking up the Justin Moore Beer by the case, coming out a Lewis country store Rebel flag hat, few scars on my knuckles 'Cause I live fast always and I ain't even buckle Hop that little picket fence and get some mud up on them Marriott's And get into my truck, old Silverado of a chariot Charlie Daniels, baby, best believe I'm always blaring it Oakley's down low, smiling ain't nobody scaring shit Growing up to what I call rough country lift kit I live out in the country, used to hang on old Pond Creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa, used to cut the grass for free And there ain't been a damn thing that could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams, tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I've been around them cowboys, I grew up in Tennessee I ain't just part of that country 'cause that country's part of me, yeah I live out in the country, used to hang on old Pond Creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa, used to cut the grass for free And there ain't been a damn thing that could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams, tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I've been around them cowboys, I grew up in Tennessee I ain't just part of that country 'cause that country's part of me, yeah