Yeah,
who'd have thought?
A six string and a southern drawl
A real life story that'll make them call
Could fly a good old boy first class to the city
Man, really, who'd have guessed?
A big buckle and a hand-me-down leather vest
Got my hometown tatted on my redneck And I should be in jail,
but hell,
they got
me signing a record deal High livin',
tell the homies in the city good riddance
Take the first smelly,
baby,
Lord willing Build a new mansion on an old farm
And throw some cows in the front yard Well,
ain't we lovin' now?
Hit the Walmart and buy it out Yeah,
when it rains,
it's pouring down,
down
On them cows in the front yard
Can't believe you've got a clean ass lifted up 7'3
With a brand new boat painted John Deere green
Just cause I can,
and I'll be damn sure feeling like I am
High livin',
tell the homies in the city good riddance
Take the first smelly, baby, Lord willing
Build a new mansion on an old farm
And throw some cows in the front yard
Well, ain't we lovin' now?
Hit the Walmart and buy it out Yeah,
when it rains,
it's pouring down,
down On them cows in the front yard
Moving on up,
moving on up,
moving on up
Chasing cows in the front yard
Yeah, who'd have thought?
A six string and a southern draw
A real life story that will make them call Man,
I can't believe they called
Now it's high livin',
tell the homies in the city good riddance
Take the first smelly,
baby,
Lord willing Build a new mansion on an old farm
And throw some cows in the front yard Well,
ain't we lovin' now?
Hit the Walmart and buy it out Yeah,
when it rains,
it's pouring down,
down
On them cows in the front yard
Moving on up,
moving on up,
moving on up
Chasing cows in the front yard