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  • 作词 : Stone, Jonathan
    作曲 : Stone, Jonathan
    Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
    Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
    Earnhart sticker behind my head and my woman by my side
    Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
    If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can kiss my country ass
    Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, Wrangler jeans
    Smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds
    Tattoos up and down my arms
    And deer heads over my bed
    My Granddaddy fought in World War Two
    But my Daddy went to Vietnam
    And I ain't scared to grab my gun
    And fight for my homeland
    If you don't love the American flag
    You can kiss my country ass
    If you're a down home, backwoods Redneck
    Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
    But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
    You can kiss my country ass, aw yeah
    Aw, yeah
    Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there
    That's lookin' down on me
    'Cause the country club where I belong
    Is a Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'
    Don't wear no fancy clothes, no ties or three piece suits
    You can find me in my camouflage cap
    My T-shirt and cowboy boots
    If that don't fit your social class
    You can kiss my country ass
    If you're a down home, backwoods redneck
    Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
    But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
    You can kiss my country ass
    Well, I'm a front-porch sittin', guitar pickin', moonshine
    Sippin' backer juice spittin' country boy from the woods
    And I love fried chicken and blue gill fishin'
    And outlaw women and I wouldn't change if I could, no
    I ain't tryin' to start no fight but I'll finish one every time
    So you just mind your own damn business
    Stay the hell outta mine, if you got a problem with that
    You can kiss my country ass
    I said, "If you got a problem with any of that
    You can kiss my natural born, Redneck to the bone
    Ever lovin' country ass, that's right
  • 作词 : Stone, Jonathan
    作曲 : Stone, Jonathan
    Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
    Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
    Earnhart sticker behind my head and my woman by my side
    Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"
    If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can kiss my country ass
    Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, Wrangler jeans
    Smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds
    Tattoos up and down my arms
    And deer heads over my bed
    My Granddaddy fought in World War Two
    But my Daddy went to Vietnam
    And I ain't scared to grab my gun
    And fight for my homeland
    If you don't love the American flag
    You can kiss my country ass
    If you're a down home, backwoods Redneck
    Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
    But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
    You can kiss my country ass, aw yeah
    Aw, yeah
    Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there
    That's lookin' down on me
    'Cause the country club where I belong
    Is a Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'
    Don't wear no fancy clothes, no ties or three piece suits
    You can find me in my camouflage cap
    My T-shirt and cowboy boots
    If that don't fit your social class
    You can kiss my country ass
    If you're a down home, backwoods redneck
    Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
    But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
    You can kiss my country ass
    Well, I'm a front-porch sittin', guitar pickin', moonshine
    Sippin' backer juice spittin' country boy from the woods
    And I love fried chicken and blue gill fishin'
    And outlaw women and I wouldn't change if I could, no
    I ain't tryin' to start no fight but I'll finish one every time
    So you just mind your own damn business
    Stay the hell outta mine, if you got a problem with that
    You can kiss my country ass
    I said, "If you got a problem with any of that
    You can kiss my natural born, Redneck to the bone
    Ever lovin' country ass, that's right