Takin' Country Back

Tired of living with these city big wig pretty boys Put a muzzle on the mouth of the blue-collar man's voice Am I the only one who sees a problem in that? So, this is for a man who runs that radio Pull up a seat, relax and just take notes 'Cause I'm about to spit it some facts And lucky pig, no, talk that shit But these watered-down lyrics just stayed in there And I don't see your callouses on your hands So Lucky Slim didn't get his point across 'Cause when he asked for a little bit and loss So, this time boy, we ain't gonna ask We're takin' country back, yeah And now you greedy white collars, only seeing dollar signs You don't give a damn 'bout the guy chasin' white lines What happened to saving someone's soul? And honestly I don't know how y'all sleep at night You take these kids and bleed their dreams dry And y'all get rich while they're doing all the work And lucky pig, no, talk that shit But these watered-down lyrics just stayed in there And I don't see your callouses on your hands So Lucky Slim didn't get his point across 'Cause when he asked for a little bit and loss So, this time boy, we ain't gonna ask We're takin' country back, yeah And I get so proud of songs For struggling folks Saying good enough for the radio Well, that's just fine 'Cause I'm blue collared 'til I die And lucky pig, no, talk that shit But these watered-down lyrics just stayed in there And I don't see callouses on your hands So Lucky Slim didn't get his point across 'Cause when he asked for a little bit and loss So, this time boy, we ain't gonna ask We're takin' country back, yeah We're takin' this motherfucker back, yeah