i'm southern by blood not relation
survive with a buck knife and pawpaw's gun
big boss of the stix got 'em bumping at gums
'bout this backwood country boy built ford tough
out the mid tenn' mud where you might get stuck
grand champ of my camp like a ten point buck
let that 12 gauge spray if you mess with my truck
if it's beef that you want bet you think you hear mooing
now take it back to the facts
but since you on my coattails won't you scratch my back
they call me the big boss
i'm known as that bad boy country boy
and they know who to call when they want that noise
they call me the big boss
i'm known as that bad boy country boy
and they know who to call when they want that noise
i got a dirt road hustle with a payday swagger
sipping blue flame burning with some redneck jackers
i'll throw you can me through the speakers
teaching old stuff grandaddy tried to teach us
how to skin a buck and run a trout line
the simple things that help a country boy to survive
i keep my eyes on the shine
i walk a line like johnny
toast to the country folks
raise some hell if you feel me
chuck ya if you ain't with me
let's buy some bread and if you see me in the city
they call me the big boss
i'm known as that bad boy country boy
and they know who to call when they want that noise
they call me the big boss
i'm known as that bad boy country boy
and they know who to call when they want that noise
they call me the big boss
i'm known as that bad boy country boy
and they know who to call when they want that noise
they call me the big boss
i'm known as that bad boy country boy
and they know who to call when they want that noise