paroles de chanson Ain’t Out Of The Woods Yet - Colt Ford feat. Montgomery Gentry

I moved to the big city,
To make a little bit of money, then get back home.
Now here I am living in a little sub-division,
Surrounded by steel and stone.
I′ve got a neighbor, he's a lawyer, his wife can be his daughter,
He don′t know what to think of me.
'Cause I sight my bow on a styrofoam doe by the hole of the 18th green

'Cause I ain′t out of the woods yet,
Still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey y′all and I reckon so, with mossy oak from head to toe
As corn fed cornbread country as a boy can get.
No, I ain't out, ain′t out of the woods yet.

Oh, I'm a living hell, baby.

I got a manicured lawn and a concrete pond
Where my buddies all like to hang (I heard that)
We fire up the smoker, get some pretty girls over
Crank the Hank and let them shake that thing (Oh bring ′em on)
And when the moon goes risin' and the squitos start to bitin′,
All the neighbors is turning in.
We'll be bringin' out the shine and it′s hell yeah time
′Til the sun comes up again.

'Cause I ain′t out of the woods yet,
Still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey y'all and I reckon so, with mossy oak from head to toe
As corn fed cornbread country as a boy can get.
No, I ain′t out, ain't out of the woods yet.

Countryer than Conway, sweet tea all day, if you don′t know what I mean
I'll be sipping on some shine, putting clothes on the line,
Eating corn, bread and butterbeans.

'Cause I ain′t out of the woods yet,
Still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey y′all and I reckon so, with mossy oak from head to toe
As corn fed cornbread country as a boy can get.
'Cause I ain′t out, ain't out of the woods yet.