Straight Outta Cold Beer

Just a bunch of poor boys, daddy's girls, children of the cornfield

Tryna turn a shift job into a dollar bill

We wear the muddy boots, stay true to how we're raised

Ain't nothin' 'bout us fake

You know we're straight out of that Dirty South

Dirty roads, nobody got no money

Got them shined up pickup trucks

Whistlin' at them honeys

From the country, yes, sir

You know we're straight out of that long week, workin'

Now everybody wanna party

All night long bonfire on the back forty

In the middle of nowhere ain't nobody leavin' here

Till we're straight outta cold beer, straight outta cold beer

Just a bunch of John Deere junkies gettin' funky to some old Hank

Nothin' been stuck in the mud that we can't

Hook up to rusty chain in the sun or in the rain

Yeah, that's our kinda thing

You know we're straight out of that Dirty South

Dirty roads, nobody got no money

Got them shined up pickup trucks

Whistlin' at them honeys

From the country, yes, sir

You know we're straight out of that long week, workin'

Now everybody wanna party

All night long bonfire on the back forty

In the middle of nowhere, ain't nobody leavin' here

Till we're straight outta cold beer, straight outta cold beer

You know we're straight out of that Dirty South

Dirty roads, nobody got no money

Got them shined up pickup trucks

Whistlin' at them honeys

From the country, yes, sir

You know we're straight out of that long week, workin'

Now everybody wanna party

All night long bonfire on the back forty

In the middle of nowhere, ain't nobody leavin' here

Till we're straight outta cold beer, straight outta cold beer