Grew up a little rough and rowdy ain't no doubt about it

Yeah I've been known to tie one on

I'm the son of a son of a son of a gun come from a long line of having fun

you heard about a new age outlaw and I'm the 1

I was born in raised a southern man

poet mind with ruffneck hands

and a six string king in a one man band

And I'm just touring around the nation with a rowdy reputation

And I need a cold beer over here a jukebox ringing in my ear

So I can throw one down to a country sound

And I need Jack D in a tall glass a country girl with a brick house ass who likes her whiskey straight and her lovin fast

Cuz I'm just touring around the nation with a rowdy reputation

Cuz I like mud bogs and hot dogs

trot lines and gigging frog

and lightning bugs in the summertime

And I like a creek bank with old Hank oilfield money in the bank a southern girl and a little homemade wine

And I like touring around the nation with a rowdy reputation

Cuz I need a cold beer over here I jukebox ringing in my ear so I can throw one down to a country sound

I need Jack D in a tall glass a country girl with a brick house ass who likes her whiskey straight and her love and fast

And I'm just touring around the nation me and my rowdy reputation