Hell Yeah

I'm a set 'em up shoot 'em No card losing, son of a gun stud I am I'm a throw down fighter, pull an all-nighter Been known to not give a damn I'm a mason jar sipper, mud tire peeler Back woods hillbilly king And I've walked the line a few times But that don't mean a damn thing Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud Hell no I've never been the type to back down So you better think twice before you run that mouth Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen Hell no I will never leave ole' Dixie Right here I'll stay you can keep your city Hell yeah I'm a redneck blue collar work hard for a dollar One crazy s.o.b. I know when to hold 'em I know when to fold 'em you don't want to mess with me Well I was raised in the sticks, grew up with the hicks Crank up the Coe all day long And I'm going to sit right here and drink this beer And live life like a country song Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck Roll smoke, and drink beer and get stuck in the mud Hell no I've never been the type to back down So you better think twice before you run that mouth Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen Hell no I will never leave ole' Dixie Right here I'll stay you can keep your city Hell yeah Well some people think I'm crazy, well hell that's ok I'll just stomp my foot down in southern ground And this is what I'll say... Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck Roll smoke, and drink beer and get stuck in the mud Hell no I've never been the type to back down So you better think twice before you run that mouth Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen Hell no I will never leave ole' Dixie Right here I'll stay you can keep your city Hell yeah Hell yeah, alright