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Correct Let Your Country Hang Out Lyrics
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I ain't never had a pot to piss in Welcome to country livin I'm taking what is given Fried chicken is finger lickin I was raised on pabst blue ribbon Front porch pickin and grinnin And as long as I'm here I'ma drink some beer And keep my country folks jiggin Then you show the city just what they missin Cooking greens up in the kitchen Asking us just how we did it cornbread with them fixins Man you think we slippin Little shine and some fishin Take your dog running and hog huntin Scared you like the dickins Y'all prolly think we talk silly right Redneck and hillbilly kind of Country's what we really like Never like that ol city life Up at dawn and rest at night Push us around you bet we fight Work day light till dark And you get it til you get it right Yeah, now let your country hang out Fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house I said yeah, now let your country hang out If you proud of where you from and you a son of the south I said yeah, now let your country hang out Fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house I said yeah, now let your country hang out If you proud of where you from and you a son of the south I was raised up in south G.A. Southern swamp and southern praise Don't make fun of my southern ways Get down get loud drink all day I'm on my way to my honey hole Big cotton muffin up in my honey hole Stat Jack forty homemade bite All I need is you to hold the light yeah One shot double ought buck my truck filled up with blood Tailgate down big rack shinin D.U.I dont need to be driving Hold up law dog your doin too much Got a night permit in my old ford truck I lay one down when I want to buddy That's the way we get down in the country Kin folk way back in the sticks Whip the shine up thirty of fifth Paw paw diggin up mason jars Load the car then burn them tires Make a little noise when you get back home Crank that hank, that cash, that jones Livin his life in a country song in the country he belongs (ha) Yeah, now let your country hang out Fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house I said yeah, now let your country hang out If you proud of where you from and you a son of the south I said yeah, now let your country hang out Fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house I said yeah, now let your country hang out If you proud of where you from and you a son of the south I said yeah, Now let your country hang out, co-country hang out-out Co-co-country hang out out, co-country hang out Yeah, now let your country hang out Fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house I said yeah, now let your country hang out If you proud of where you from and you a son of the south I said yeah, now let your country hang out Fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house I said yeah, now let your country hang out If you proud of where you from and you a son of the south
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