red, white & blue jeans
Singer:creed fisher
i'm from down in the holler where the creek turns brown
apple pie shine looks the same
got the chickens in the coop
and the dog ain't got no chain
you can call me white trash
you can say what you want
i'm a true blue-collar sweating bullets for the dollar
i say what i want at any given time
ain't afraid to pop a round right outta my 9
the roads are dirt and the hills are rolling green
i was out in the woods at about age six
popping pennies outta trees with a remington
daddy taught me hard work
and grandpa taught me how to kick someone's ass
i grew up on tombstone and lonesome dove
i was raised to respect and protect my kin
i say what i want at any given time
ain't afraid to pop a round right outta my 9
the roads are dirt and the hills are rolling green
and blue jeans. i might smoke a little grass but that's okay
no worse than what i'm seeing on the news today
hate groups putting their towns in flames
and that bitch nancy wants to take our guns away
everybody wanna lie just to save their ass
don't write a fat check that your ass can't cash
yelling usa at every single damn show of mine
i say what i want at any given time
ain't afraid to pop a round right outta my 9
the roads are dirt and the hills are rolling green
and blue jeans. we're loud
stand up for what's right
so bubba watch your mouth
it's red white to the ol' blue
why don't you try to burn this one son