Kiss My Country Ass

Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back

Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap

Earnhart sticker behind my head and my woman by my side

Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', "Country boy can survive"

If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can kiss my country ass

Well, I love

Turkey calls, overalls,

Wrangler jeans

Smoke nothin' but

Marlboro reds

Tattoos up and down my arms

And deer heads over my bed

My Granddaddy fought in

World War

TwoBut my

Daddy went to

VietnamAnd

I ain't scared to grab my gun

And fight for my homeland

If you don't love the

American flag

You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down home, backwoods

RedneckHey come on, stand up and raise your glass

But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd

You can kiss my country ass, aw yeah

Aw, yeahWell, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there

That's lookin' down on me'

Cause the country club where

I belongIs a

Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'

Don't wear no fancy clothes, no ties or three piece suits

You can find me in my camouflage cap

My T-shirt and cowboy boots

If that don't fit your social class

You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down home, backwoods redneck

Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass

But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd

You can kiss my country ass

Well, I'm a front-porch sittin', guitar pickin', moonshine

Sippin' backer juice spittin' country boy from the woods

And I love fried chicken and blue gill fishin'

And outlaw women and

I wouldn't change if

I could, no

I ain't tryin' to start no fight but

I'll finish one every time

So you just mind your own damn business

Stay the hell outta mine, if you got a problem with that

You can kiss my country ass

I said, "If you got a problem with any of thatYou can kiss my natural born, Redneck to the boneEver lovin' country ass, that's right