Backwoods Boys

Growin' up in the south, yeah, it runs in my blood
It's something in the water mixed with the mud
We get a little wild way out down here
Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer
Lookin' for a good time and that's about it
It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks
We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise
Hey y'all we just some of them good ol' backwoods boys

After party, after the football game at Charlie's
Already had that drink in my truck, they call it 'The Beast on Wheels'
Lawdy, how many times on that back forty
Did we sit and laugh until the morning
Pourin' cups up, throwin' down, slammin' them shots and funnelin'?
Deep down in the country with about a 100 youngin's
Runnin' around havin' fun, hopin' the law didn't come, we were
Livin' day to day, we just
Relaxed and played, that's us
That is the way of a backwoods boy, yeah

We drove around town 'til we had everyone around down
To go to the river and drown all the problems with a bottle of crown
We were sittin' on a mound of rocks
Grillin' meat by the pounds
Talk soft, talkin' tough until we were found

Growin' up in the south, yeah, it runs in my blood
It's somethin' in the water mixed with the mud
We get a little wild way out down here
Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer
Lookin' for a good time and that's about it
It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks
We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise
Hey y'all we just some of them good ol' backwoods boys

Once upon a time I was out
Flyin' down a line, talkin' 'bout
Zip cord, good lord, I was in for more than I bargained for
Hit the river at 65, hit the bottom, thought I'd died
Come up and to my surprise, I'm alive, alright

Livin' life to the fullest, never been much on a punk or bully
Helpin' others out any chance can
'Cause you never know when the time comes that you'll be
In a situation that you need help
If you don't, when it comes, well
You'll be stuck lookin' up, askin' why it had to happen to you, Karma

I'm afraid of that myself
'Cause my son acts just like his father, yeah
I'm about to pay for my raisin'
I'm afraid the days gonna come
When an officer brings him up and says
I'ma let him tell you what's up and all my son says is

Growin' up in the south, yeah it runs in my blood
It's something in the water mixed with the mud
We get a little wild way out down here
Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer
Lookin' for a good time and that's about it
It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks
We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise
Hey y'all we just some of them good ol' backwoods boys

Man I'm reminiscin' wishin' I owned me a time machine
Lookin' at these pictures we're sittin' sippin' that I believe
Memories knee-deep, that's where liable to find me
I'll be with a cup in my hand like it was my IV

Growin' up in the south, yeah it runs in my blood
It's somethin' in the water mixed with the mud
We get a little wild way out down here
Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer
Lookin' for a good time and that's about it
It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks
We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise
Hey y'all we just some of them good ol' backwoods boys

We just some backwoods boys, ohh, yeah
We just some backwood boys
Some backwood boys
Some backwood boys
Some backwood boys
Hm, yeah