Authentic

It's twenty-five miles out of Highway 9

It'll get you to the turn where you're goin'

The dogs come flyin' off that front porch

Soon as that screen door opens

Old Cotton John comes out to the truck

Said, "Son, this here's the good stuff"

These old boys runnin' 'round these fields

Don't want nothin' but the real deal

Well, it's who we are, it's what we do

The way the good Lord meant it

It's in the blood, tires in the mud

It's just the life that we're livin'

It's tried and true, can't buy it new

If you think you can, you don't get it

If it burns your lips when you take a sip

You gonna know that it's authentic

These old boots might look worn out

But they're just gettin' broken

We're living proof of those country songs

Down home and we know it

Well, it's who we are, it's what we do

The way the good Lord meant it

It's in the blood, tires in the mud

It's just the life that we're livin'

It's tried and true, can't buy it new

If you think you can, you don't get it

If it burns your lips when you take a sip

You gonna know that it's authentic

'Cause these old boys runnin' 'round these fields

Don't want nothin' but the real deal

Well, it's who we are, it's what we do

The way the good Lord meant it

It's in the blood, tires in the mud

It's just the life that we're livin'

It's tried and true, can't buy it new

If you think you can, you don't get it

We're born and raised, we're custom-made

We're gonna stay authentic

Yeah, we're born and raised, custom-made, authentic

If it burns your lips, you'll know that it's authentic