Country 'Til The Day We Die

Tearing up the earth and knocking down those cornrows
 Plowboy, mule and a size 12 steel toe
 Working up a sweat, gonna meet her at the fishing hole
 She got the bait and I'll bring the canepole
 Let down the tailgate
 Tonight she gonna get home late
 Yeah, yeah
 You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit
 Hell, yeah
 Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred
 Real live southern pride and country 'til the day we die
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 Styrofoam cooler keeping all them beers cold
 Lights on a roll bar shining down a dirt road
 Pontoons tied up right up to the floating dock
 Girls keep it bouncing, dancing going non-stop
 When it gets hotter
 We naked in the water
 Yeah, yeah
 You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit
 Hell, yeah
 Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred
 Real live southern pride and country 'til the day we die
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 Yeah, yeah
 Drive away I come from (come from, come from)
 No
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 Yeah, yeah
 You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit
 Hell yeah
 Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred
 Yeah, yeah
 You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit
 Hell yeah
 Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred
 Real live southern pride
 Well, my daddy sure did raise me right
 Nah, we ain't scared to fight
 Country 'til the day we die