BFE

Yeah, we grew up in the backseat

Singin', tappin' bare feet

Blarin' daddy's radio

It was clothes on the clothesline

Skeeters zappin' porch lights

Blue collar, red dirt road

It was Ford, it was Chevy

Longneck Bud heavies

It was RC Cola cokes

It was blue jeans, Skoal rings

Dry-rotted tire swings

Yeah, that's all we know

Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere

Where the small town roots run deep

If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Yeah, you was raised like me

Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina

Louisiana, Mississippi

Texas to Tennessee

So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

It was chickens from the front yard

Grillin' in the backyard

Collard greens on the stove

It was 'baccer, it was corn

Praise the Lord I was born

In a town nobody knows

Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere

Where the small town roots run deep

If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Yeah, you was raised like me

Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina

Louisiana, Mississippi

Texas to Tennessee

So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

(Play that thing)

(C'mon!)

Yeah, here's to the middle of nowhere

Where the small town roots run deep

If you know what I'm talkin' 'bout

Yeah, you was raised like me

Talkin' Florida, 'Bama, Georgia, Carolina

Louisiana, Mississippi

Texas to Tennessee

So raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

Yeah, raise your beers, cheers, here's to BFE

Ooh, that's right