Lyrics Hell Yeah - Daniel Lee

I′m a set 'em up shoot ′em
No card losing, son of a gun stud I am
I'm a throw down fighter, pull an all-nighter
Been known to not give a damn
I'm a mason jar sipper, mud tire peeler
Back woods hillbilly king
And I′ve walked the line a few times
But that don′t mean a damn thing

Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck
Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud
Hell no I've never been the type to back down
So you better think twice before you run that mouth
Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing
And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen
Hell no I will never leave ole′ Dixie
Right here I'll stay you can keep your city
Hell yeah

I′m a redneck blue collar work hard for a dollar
One crazy s.o.b. I know when to hold 'em
I know when to fold ′em you don't want to mess with me
Well I was raised in the sticks, grew up with the hicks
Crank up the Coe all day long
And I'm going to sit right here and drink this beer
And live life like a country song

Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck
Roll smoke, and drink beer and get stuck in the mud
Hell no I′ve never been the type to back down
So you better think twice before you run that mouth
Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing
And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen
Hell no I will never leave ole′ Dixie
Right here I'll stay you can keep your city
Hell yeah

Well some people think I′m crazy, well hell that's ok
I′ll just stomp my foot down in southern ground
And this is what I'll say...

Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck
Roll smoke, and drink beer and get stuck in the mud
Hell no I′ve never been the type to back down
So you better think twice before you run that mouth
Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing
And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen
Hell no I will never leave ole' Dixie
Right here I'll stay you can keep your city
Hell yeah
Hell yeah, alright