C.O.U.N.T.R.Y.

We come from Eastabuchie, booger

Hooker, possum knuckle, bug

And Grimer's switch

We hoop and holler when old Charlie Daniels calls that devil

Son of a bitch

Yeah we plow it, nail it, bale it, then hightail it to town

We spend our payday on them ladies and them long-necked rounds

We gonna live out past the limits 'til the day that we die

We're from the banjo chicken pluckin' double clutchin'

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We like them shiny silver buckle, straight tequila

Wrangler knuckle Barbie dolls

We got them bait and tackle, barbecutie

Booty tannin' one stop shoppin' malls

We like our Beech-Nut long cut, truck nuts hangin' off of the hitch

We whiskey shoot it, scoot it, Fridays when we're hillbilly rich

Charlotte's brother's on the sofa eatin' chocolate pie

Out in the deer and dirt road-ruttin', corn row-cuttin'

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Can I get an amen, c'mon

We love our guns, our God, our Jesus

Pledge allegiance too

We bleed in John Deer green, red and white and blue

Screw politically correct, we gonna let it fly

Out in the get it good and stuck and mother truckin'

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