Country Folks Anthem (feat. Charlie Farley)

Livin' the simple life, 365 A jacked up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem I'm country to the bone, southern to the soul And I'm proud of my home 'cause it's dirt road I'm topped alright, big tall If you can't find me in town Then you can catch me at a mud bog Damn right son, that's just how it is It's grillin' deer meat and fryin' up some fish Around here's dirt road and some mud holes Plenty of places to put your truck in four low And on the weekends, we build them bonfires With them trucks gathered 'round, sittin' on some big tires Passin' out moonshine, havin' us a good time No worries in the world, everything's just fine And that's the joy of livin' in the south There's a one way in and a one way out route Lenny Cooper and Charlie Farley on this anthem song If you know the words, come on, sing along Livin' the simple life, 365 A jacked up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem Charlie Farley hooked up with Lenny Cooper But he threw me in the truck as tough as Lex Luger It was loud as a Ruger, no I didn't look down No tellin' what that altitude will do to ya I've been in tune with this life since I was a Junior In Junior High, barely able to drive And out where the headlights will go out of sight underwater We be on the CB like, "Bring the chain" I got forty-seven big, same amount of dogs Fifty leather skins and a couple of hogs I build a turkey bin, raise 'em 'til I kill 'em all Just to feed my kids up this country where I live, yo Run 'em out of sight and so I'm out of mind Till I get on the mic, that's when I lose my mind I talk about our life and how we get down-down Here by speakin' that country folk sayin' code, come on Livin' the simple life, 365 (come on, come on) A jacked up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem (Uh) dirty clothes, mud holes A can of Skoal and a dirt road (now that's country) Forty-fours and holes in a screen door And sweet tea by the boatload (yeah, that's country) Four folks and it's good as gold (uh) Wanna have you a time, we'll put on a show But you better take you some NoDoz ('Doz) We ain't leavin' 'til the gates close (close) Livin' the simple life, 365 (come on, come on, come on) A jacked up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem