Kiss My Country Ass

[Verse 1] Tearing down a dirt road Rebel flag flying Coon dog in the back Truck bed loaded down with beer And a cold one in my lap Earnhardt sticker behind my head And my woman by my side Tail-pipe's popping The radio's rocking "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 nothing but Marlboro reds Tattoos up & down my arms And deer heads over my bed My Granddaddy fought in World War Two My Daddy went to Vietnam And I aren’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 [Chorus] If you're a down home, backwoods redneck Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass But if you aren’t down with my outlaw crowd You can kiss my country ass. Aw yeah! [Instrumental break] Aw yeah [Verse 2] Well, there's a whole lot of high-class people out there That's looking down on me Cause the country club where I belong Is the Honky Tonk till three in the morning 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 [Chorus] If you're a down home, backwoods redneck Hey, come on, stand up and raise your glass But if you aren’t down with my outlaw crowd You can kiss my country ass [Verse 3] Well I'm a front-porch sitting Guitar picking, moonshine sipping Backer juice spitting country boy from the woods And I love fried chicken & blue gill fishing And outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could. NO! I aren’t trying 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-loving country ass