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Moonshine Bandits ft. Colt Ford, Sarah Ross, Demun Jones - We All Country (Official Video)
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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Moonshine Bandits
Moonshine Bandits
Performer
Mud Digger
Mud Digger
Performer
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Colt Ford
Colt Ford
Composer
Sarah Ross
Sarah Ross
Composer
Charlie Farley
Charlie Farley
Composer
Shannon Houchins
Shannon Houchins
Composer
Brett Brooks
Brett Brooks
Composer
Dusty Dahlgren
Dusty Dahlgren
Composer
Jared Sciullo
Jared Sciullo
Composer
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Shannon Houchins
Shannon Houchins
Producer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Hey
East coast, West coast, it's all country
Dirty south Midwest, it's all country
Leave the city, go out back into the country
We're all country
[Verse 2]
From the first breath alive, we're all country
Until the day that we die, we're all country
So hop in your ride and get back to the country
Back to the country
[Verse 3]
West coast renegade, killer Cali outlaw
Wild west king like Colt in the south y'all
Cash tattoo with the flat bill flipped
Clutchin' on my whiskey like a pistol grip
[Verse 4]
I'm John Wayne with the gauge
I ain't walkin' the line
I got my trigger finger itchy
Off a bottle of shine
[Verse 5]
'Cause we're shootin' clay pigeons
From the bed of a step side
Bumpin' Dwight Yoakam out the window
Yellin' West Side
[Verse 6]
Spinnin' like a wagon wheel
Mama, come and rock me
All the ladies love me
I'm a cold ass honkey
[Verse 7]
Hook 'em like a booger
Every time that I spit one
Yeah, we all country
Ain't no matter where you fish from
[Verse 8]
East coast, West coast, it's all country
Dirty south Midwest, it's all country
Leave the city, go out back into the country
We're all country
From the first breath alive, we're all country
Until the day that we die, we're all country
So hop in your ride and get back to the country
Back to the country
[Verse 9]
I was born and baptized in blue collar blood
Now it pumps through my veins
As I stomp through the mud
Through fifty different states
The people's all the same
Just different faces, the shine still burnin' flames
[Verse 10]
It's so contagious, this country rap thing now
All these pop artist's ridin' in my lane now
See me on the YouTube with millions of views
So they think that they can do everything that we do
I been certified, country fried, spent since 1999
Homicide with the rhymes, mad 'cause I lived a life
Y'all my kinfolk, it's our time to shine
American outlaws, since birth we ride
[Verse 11]
East coast, West coast, it's all country
Dirty south Midwest, it's all country
Leave the city, go out back into the country
We're all country
From the first breath alive, we're all country
Until the day that we die, we're all country
So hop in your ride and get back to the country
Back to the country
[Verse 12]
I'm from Jersey, worthy as anyone heard
And cattle to be called country
Raised on a dairy farm
Very armed and dangerous so just carry on
No matter where you from you can carry the country baton
Country's on every continent and every state
Just a country girl with a buck on her tailgate
[Verse 13]
Windows down, blarin' Miranda and George Strait
Ridin' jacked up in a truck that don't play
There's a back road in every city
So go get nitty gritty with those hillbillies
You don't need to lasso to live this
Now tell me, do y'all feel me?
[Verse 14]
East coast, West coast, it's all country
Dirty south Midwest, it's all country
Leave the city, go out back into the country
We're all country
From the first breath alive, we're all country
Until the day that we die, we're all country
So hop in your ride and get back to the country
Back to the country
[Verse 15]
Yeah, look at them
Now look at us
Everybody that I know is ridin' big old trucks
It's the south savior with a country flavor
Ride with Cali and this cutie from Jersey, you heard me?
We got that common thread
It's like a family tradition
What you been missin', we give it
'Cause country's how I'm livin'
[Verse 16]
I'm so Hank with it
With a little Merle
A lot of Waylon and Possum
There ain't no way to stop 'em
I'm like a super man
Got girls, they're super fans
Ridin' a super duty
My girl's got super booty
I'm just a redneck tryin' to cash a paycheck
And I'm so blue collar, holler if you heard that, woo
[Verse 17]
East coast, West coast, it's all country
Dirty south Midwest, it's all country
Leave the city, go out back into the country
We're all country
From the first breath alive, we're all country
Until the day that we die, we're all country
So hop in your ride and get back to the country
Back to the country
Written by: Brett Brooks, Charlie Farley, Colt Ford, Dusty Dahlgren, Jared Sciullo, Sarah Ross, Shannon Houchins
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