Créditos
INTERPRETAÇÃO
HARDY
Vocais
Harry Miree
Bateria
Luke Rice
Baixo
Justin Loose
Guitarra elétrica
Rhett Smith
Guitarra elétrica
Derek Wells
Guitarra elétrica
Tony Aichele
Violão
Chris Gladden
Teclados
COMPOSIÇÃO E LETRA
Andy Albert
Composição
Jordan Schmidt
Composição
Michael Hardy
Composição
PRODUÇÃO E ENGENHARIA
Evan "Turbo" Owen
Engenharia de gravação (assistente)
Samuel Ferry
Engenharia (gravação)
Chase Dodds
Engenharia (adicional)
Scott Cooke
Engenharia (edição)
Matt McCartney
Engenharia (edição)
Eivind Nordland
Engenharia (edição)
Ryan Yount
Engenharia (edição)
Ted Jensen
Engenharia (masterização)
Justin Shturtz
Engenharia (masterização)
Letra
[Intro]
Alright, we're done with the love songs
Now I have to ask you, Red Rocks
We got any fuckin' rednecks in the house tonight or what?
[Verse 1]
My town's smaller than your town
And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall
Oh, you love to hear it, let's go, boys!
[Verse 2]
Oh, so you think you've got some county-line cred
'Cause you rode a dirt road or two
You got a mossy oak hat on top of your head
And a Southern pride tattoo
Yeah, you might a drank a little grain alcohol or hauled a little hay
But if you think your boots got more dirt than mine, what
I got one thing to say, here we go!
[Chorus]
My town's smaller than your town
And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall
I got a little more kick in my drawl
Y'all, I got little more spit in my chaw
And my truck's louder than your truck
And my collar's a little more blue
You might think that you're redneck
But I'm rednecker than you
Well, yes, I am
[Verse 3]
I got a car parked in my front yard
With a floorboard full of Slim Jims
I piss where I want to
And I fish where I swim
No, I bet you ain't got it on a tailgate
Or killed a copperhead a time or two
And man if you're thinking you're a better
Beer drinker buddy, I've got news for you
Here we go
[Chorus]
My town's smaller than your town
And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall
I got a little more kick in my drawl
Y'all, I got little more spit in my chaw
And my truck's louder than your truck
And my tick hound's a little more blue
How you might think that you're redneck
But I'm rednecker than you
I'm rednecker than you
[Bridge]
Oh, I'm down with the sound of a dixie whistle raising hell
Praising Dale twelve in at Bristol
More sweat on my brow at the end of the day
So, needless to say
My town's smaller than your town
And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall
I ain't tryin' to talk no smack
It's just the facts, y'all
[Chorus]
'Cause my truck's louder than your truck
And my red-white's a little more blue
Hell right
You might think that you're redneck
But I'm rednecker than you
I'm rednecker than you
[Outro]
Red Rocks, if you got some redneck in, you say hell yeah, baby!
Written by: Andy Albert, Jordan Schmidt, Michael Hardy