Outside, a 442 rusted and powder blue

Parked outside the Kum & Go, 12-pack and four on the floor

Yeah he’s only 19, busted lip and blood on his sleeve

“You should have seen the other guy”, he winks with his black eye

 

They call us flatlanders, shitkickers

Such a long way down

They call us rednecks and cowboys

Such a long way down, such a long way down

My brother joined the corp in July 2004

Yeah I guess they like his kind, a wildcat that rode the line,

But underneath the stadium lights, football Friday nights,

Oh they hung his jersey away, no homecoming for him today

They call us flatlanders, shitkickers

Such a long way down

They call us rednecks and cowboys

Such a long way down, such a long way down

Now it's midnight Main Street and County Road 3

Solitary traffic light and it’s swinging in the night breeze

There’s a thunderhead out on the edge of town

Is looking like the hand of God and it’s coming down

They call us flatlanders, shitkickers

Such a long way down

They call us rednecks and white trash

Such a long way down, such a long way down

They can't stop us now