verse 1
D
tearin’ down a dirt road , rebel flag flyin’ ,
’coon dog in the back .
D
truck bed loaded down with beer ,
an’ a cold one in my lap .
A
earnhart sticker behind my head ,
G
an’ my woman by my side .
D
tail – pipe’s poppin’ , the radio’s rockin’
country boy can survive .
well , if you got a problem with that ,
Cadd9 A G D ( riff 1 )
you can kiss my country ass .
verse 2
D
well , i love turkey calls , overalls ,
( riff 2 )
wrangler jeans : smoke nothin’ but marlboro reds .
D
tattoos up an’ down my arms ,
an’ deer heads over my bed .
A
my grandDaddy fought in world war two ,
G
an’ my Daddy went to vietnam .
D
an’ i ain’t scared to grab my gun ,
an’ fight for my homeland .
if you don’t love the american flag ,
Cadd9 A G D
you can kiss my country ass .
chorus :
A D
if you’re a down home , backwoods redneck ,
A G D
c’mon , stand up an’ raise your glass .
A D
but if you ain’t down with my outlaw crowd ,
Cadd9 A G D
you can kiss my country ass .
verse 3
D
well , there’s a whole lotta high – class people out there ,
that’s lookin’ down on me .
D
’cause the country club where i belong ,
D
is the honky tonk till three in the mornin’ .
A
i don’t wear no fancy clothes ,
G
no ties or three – piece suits .
D
you can find me in my camouflage hat ,
my tee – shirt an’ cowboy boots .
if that don’t fit your social class ,
Cadd9 A G D
you can kiss my country ass .
( repeat chorus )
verse 4
D
cause i’m a front – porch sittin’ ,
D D
guitar pickin’ , moonshine sippin’ ,
D D
bacca juice spittin’ country boy from the woods .
D D
an’ i love fried chicken an’ blue gill fishin’ ,
D D
an’ outlaw women , an’ i wouldn’t change if i could .
A G
i ain’t tryin’ to start no fight , but i’ll finish one every time .
D
you just mind your own damn business ,
and stay the hell outta mine .
if you got a problem with that ,
Cadd9 A G D
you can kiss my country ass .
ending
i said if you got a problem with any of that ,
A G
you can kiss my natural born ,
A G
redneck to the bone ,
A G D
ever – lovin’ country ass .
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