Authentic

It's twenty-five miles out of Highway 9 It'll get you to the turn where you're goin' The dogs come flying' off that front porch Soon as that screen door opens Old Cotton John comes out to the truck Said, "Son, this here's the good stuff" These old boys runnin' 'round these fields Don't want nothin' but the real deal Well, it's who we are, it's what we do The way the good Lord meant it It's in the blood, tires in the mud It's just the life that we're livin' It's tried and true, can't buy it new If you think you can, you don't get it If it burns your lips when you take a sip You gonna know that it's authentic These old boots might look worn out But they're just gettin' broken We're living proof of those country songs Down home and we know it Well, it's who we are, it's what we do The way the good Lord meant it It's in the blood, tires in the mud It's just the life that we're livin' It's tried and true, can't buy it new If you think you can, you don't get it If it burns your lips when you take a sip You gonna know that it's authentic 'Cause these old boys runnin' 'round these fields Don't want nothin' but the real deal Well, it's who we are, it's what we do The way the good Lord meant it It's in the blood, tires in the mud It's just the life that we're livin' It's tried and true, can't buy it new If you think you can, you don't get it We're born and raised, we're custom-made We're gonna stay authentic Yeah, we're born and raised, custom-made, authentic If it burns your lips, you'll know that it's authentic