Текст песни The Country Boy Song - Earl Dibbles Jr.

I'm Earl Dibbles Junior
I'm a country boy.
Of course I work hard
People don't know if I got a schedule or not, but I do. I got a tough schedule.
Turn it up.
I wake up, put a dip in, crack a cold one, put my boots and my overalls on.
This is the country boy song.
I like to gig frogs, I like to gut hogs, I like to swim in the creek with my bird-dog
Uhh Huhh.
This is the country boy song.
Chew it up, spit it out, crack a cold one and tilt it back.
I'm tired of these city boys runnin' they mouth, if the truck gets stuck I ain't pullin' them out.
If you got a dip in your lip help me sing along.
This is the country boy song.
I catch bass and cats with a rod and reel.
Kill bucks from the top of a windmill all day long.
This is the country boy song.
I fixed a tree, whittle sticks, my barbed wire tattoo gets my chicks, uhh huhh.
Of course it goes all the way around.
I keep a twelve-gauge by my water bed, cuz the next trailer over lives a meth head, uh huh.
And that ain't biscuits he's cooking
Yeah I'm a redneck, I'm whitetrash.
Quarter Cherokee blood from my momma's half, uh huh.
This is the country boy song.
So chew it up, spit it out, crack a cold one and tilt it back.
I'm tired of these city boys runnin' they mouth, if the truck gets stuck I ain't pullin' them out.
If you got a dip in your lip help me sing along.
This is the country boy song.
Dip.
Gettin' country drunk in the back of my truck
The night is young, gonna get messed up
Gettin' country drunk in the back of my truck
The night is young, gonna get messed up
Gettin' country drunk in the back of my truck
The night is young, gonna get messed up
Gettin' country drunk in the back of my truck
The night is young, gonna get
Chew it up, spit it out, crack a cold one and tilt it back.
I'm tired of these city boys runnin' they mouth, if the truck gets stuck I ain't pullin' them out.
If you got a dip in your lip help me sing along.
This is the country boy song.
Uh, yeah
(It's hard on them boy)
Yeah, this is the country boy song.
(People just runnin' they mouth)
Put a good dip in (cock back)
YeeYee (gun fire)
...Talking...
Every time I dip, I think about getting a cold one.
And I tell em
Get those four-wheelers runnin' (noises)
Comin' like that
Got cold ones, crack em
Dip, dip em
Things I do, every day
Fix trees, dip
Wake ups, they ain't got no windmills in the cities.
How you gonna get drinkin' water in the cities
When you ain't got, you ain't got no windmills
How do they even drink in the cities.
Like I'm hoggin' up, talkin' bout four-wheel drives
Get that thing down (noises)
Comin' up on that hill
Rocks just comin' out
They comin' out(noises)
All the way down