I build me up a house of cards Just so I can knock em’ down You lookin’ for them city boys Won’t find them kcause they not around Not in my state, not in my town Not in south, not any-where Got four girls on four-wheelers Took four shots of whiskey! (Yeah)
Chevy trucks we drive um’ Motorcycles we like um’ Ask Bigg John, he’s in the front lawn Them bon-fires we all night um! We tilt back till we fall down Stay passed out ’til we get up Got 52 girls playin’ 52 pick up In the sticks with a gallon fulla hiccup
Country Boes I hit you with a chair! Goin’ buck wild on em’ Hell-In-a-Cell Powerbomb you through the stairs We some Country Boes Give em the peoples elbow We don’t tell no, lies We just some country boys so you know that we can survive
Country Boes I hit you with a chair! Goin’ buck wild on em’ Hell-In-a-Cell Powerbomb you through the stairs We some Country Boes Give em the peoples elbow We don’t tell no, lies We just some country boys so you know that we can survive
Beer cans off in the yard Liquor bottles and southern cars Moonshine still in the jar Let me tell you what we about We getting down under the stars Kickin’ pigs asses to Mars Sittin’ around like fools Poppin’ bras and playin’ cards Fatt Tarr, in the pines or at the bar Goin Jeff Jarrett on um I just broke my damn guitar C-Hubb went woooooo – Ric Flair, the powers in his hair Not Pusher T but like Booker T When I’m flying through the air
Country Boes I hit you with a chair! Goin’ buck wild on em’ Hell-In-a-Cell Powerbomb you through the stairs We some Country Boes Give em the peoples elbow We don’t tell no, lies We just some country boys so you know that we can survive We just some country boys so you know that we can survive