country folks (remix)
Singer:bubba sparxxx
can't wash off what the good lord made ya
no matter how far that highway goes
an old dirt road will get you home
if you see it in their eye when they try to lie
if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind
then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high
country fried tongue tied them haters
bubba k's back french fry them taters
the truck sits high but the nuts swing slow
and i'm huntin' me a muddy hole
dirty my cubicles it's just business as usual
to y'all it's unsuitable but to us it's beautiful
fill up the cooler and lets maneuver through trap county
the sheriffs my buddy so we ain't worried about that mountie
just ask 'bout me my reputation
is that of a good dude that really was raised in
then planted the seed for a whole generation
yeah i'm pretty good but god is great
keep him in my heart and i'll be straight
without him in my home i'd go crazy
ain't nothin' like my folks baby
can't wash off what the good lord made ya
no matter how far that highway goes
an old dirt road will get you home
if you see it in their eye when they try to lie
if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind
then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high
we been doin' this a long while
it sure seems a lot longer than a country mile
i never thought we could ever be here again
we gon' tear this thing up
been doing this for some years
bangin' outkast and a little george strait
colt ford back with bubba k
can't wash off what the good lord made ya
no matter how far that highway goes
an old dirt road will get you home
if you see it in their eye when they try to lie
if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind
then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high
country folk little smoke lotta beer
pardon me i'm a tennessee volunteer
pour it up raise your drinks up high
gotta a case of bud light and a jar of apple pie
before we're done you can bet the sun comes up
or the cops come then everyone runs
work all week party on the weekends
spend sunday's fishin' drinkin'
watchin' nascar live on the t.v
fried catfish coleslaw sweat tea
big guns but only if we need 'em
gods family freedom that's it
can't wash off what the good lord made ya
no matter how far that highway goes
an old dirt road will get you home
if you see it in their eye when they try to lie
if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind
then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high
backwoods by the river in the sunshine
not a worry on my mind tryin' wet a line
that's how we do it in the south baby all day
work hard in the yard then we go play
come home ta mama cookin' in the kitchen
daddy's in his chair little whiskey sippin'
tea's on ice fresh fried chicken
i'm loveing my life this here's livin'
yeah a man's word is his handshake
and the southern slang you can't translate
everything's good we ain't on the ropes
let me hear it one time for my country folk
can't wash off what the good lord made ya
no matter how far that highway goes
an old dirt road will get you home
if you see it in their eye when they try to lie
if you the bullet hole in a stop sign kind
then i'm right there witcha put ya drinks up high