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Left Front Tire - Country Boy Can Survive lyrics
The preacher man says its the end of time And the Mississippi River SHE'S a GOIN' dry. The interest is up and the stock MARKET'S down And you only get mugged if you go DOWNTOWN. I live back in the woods you see My woman and the kids and the dogs and me. I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive, And a country boy can survive. Country folks can survive. I can plow a field all day long. I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn. We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too. Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do. We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine, And a country boy can survive. Country folks can survive. [Chorus] 'CAUSE you can't starve us out and you can't make us run When WE'RE them OL' BOYS raised on SHOTGUNS. We say grace and we say ma'am, AND if you ain't into that, we don't give a damn. [Verse] We came from the West Virginia coal mines And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies. We can skin a buck and run a trot line, And a country boy can survive. Country folks can survive. I had a good friend in New York City. He never called me by my name just HillBilly. My GrandPa taught me HOW to live off the land And his taught him to be a BUSINESSMAN. He used to send me pictures of the Broadway LIGHTS And I'd send him some homemade wine. But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife. For forty three dollars my friend lost his life. I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that DUDE'S eye And shoot HIM with my OL' FORTY-FIVE. 'CAUSE a country boy can survive. Country folks can survive. [Repeat Chorus] [Verse] Were from North California and South ALABAM', And little towns all ACROSS this land. And we can skin a buck and run a trot line, And a country boy can survive. Country folks can survive. Country boy can survive. Country folks can survive. |
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