5 acessos
D Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', 'Coon dog in the back. D Truck bed loaded down with beer, An' a cold one in my lap. A Earnhart sticker behind my head, G An' my woman by my side. D Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin' Country Boy Can Survive. Well, if you got a problem with that, Cadd9 A G D You can kiss my country ass. D Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, Wrangler jeans: smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds. D Tattoos up an' down my arms, An' deer heads over my bed. A My Granddaddy fought in World War Two, G An' my Daddy went to Vietnam. D An' I ain't scared to grab my gun, An' fight for my homeland. If you don't love the American flag, Cadd9 A G D You can kiss my country ass. Chorus A D If you're a down home, backwoods redneck, A G D C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass. A D But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd, Cadd9 A G D You can kiss my country ass. D Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there, That's lookin' down on me. D 'Cause the country club where I belong, D Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'. A I don't wear no fancy clothes, G No ties or three-piece suits. D You can find me in my camouflage hat, My tee-shirt an' cowboy boots. If that don't fit your social class, Cadd9 A G D You can kiss my country ass. D Cause I'm a front-porch sittin', D D Guitar pickin', moonshine sippin', D D Bacca juice spittin' country boy from the woods. D D An' I love fried chicken an' blue gill fishin', D D An' outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could. A G I ain't tryin' to start no fight, but I'll finish one every time. D You just mind your own damn business, And stay the hell outta mine. If you got a problem with that, Cadd9 A G D You can kiss my country ass. I said if you got a problem with any of that, A G You can kiss my natural born, A G Redneck to the bone, A G D Ever-lovin' country ass.