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 & down my arms

And deer heads over my bed

My Granddaddy fought in World War Two

My Daddy went to Vietnam

And 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 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 Aw yeah

Aw yeah

Well there's a whole lotta high-class people out there

That's lookin' down on me

Cause the country club where I belong

Is the 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 & blue gill fishin'

And outlaw women an' 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 that

You can kiss my natural born Redneck to the bone

Ever-lovin' country ass