Who don't carry a hacksaw in the
backyard for a buck that you didn't kill?
Got you a pack of red-staddled longlegs curled up in the windowsill
Drink you a tall bug cause your boss sucks,
*,
waiting to get home
Keep you at 38 for the cane break, just in case
And who don't come from a line of fishing and hunting
Root running so deep that you couldn't fake it
Put you a lawn and a swamp and a map and a phone
And I bet that you wouldn't make it
Don't make a face,
ain't nothing to chase when you're shooting a shot for you
If you ain't from the cut,
then go wait in the truck,
motherfucker,
cause this one ain't for you
Hey!
Hey!
Put you whiskey to the sky if you identify as someone who won't
Who won't give up your gun?
You're gonna live and die a country out
of hell with all the people who don't
Oh,
who's got the black eye from the redneck ex?
Horse flies on your blue tick and the sticks out,
they wear FedEx,
won't go
Who's got the grandpa in the DuPont hat?
Grandma with the bouffant that could not give a * about who don't
Keep us some green peas in the deep
freeze sitting next to that old truck Man,
if you know about what I'm talking about,
hell,
bill it and listen up
Hey!
Hey!
Put you whiskey to the sky if you identify as someone who won't
Who won't give up your gun?
You're gonna live and die a country out
of hell with all the people who don't
Around here,
around here, around here
Working the hot sun,
back down from a fight
Carry a shotgun,
carry a knife
Give a damn about the city,
wanna leave what they left
People in town keeping their hicks down Hell nah,
I'm * with who don't
Hey!
Hey!
Put you whiskey to the sky if you identify as someone who won't
Who won't give up your gun?
You're gonna live and die a country out
of hell with all the people who don't
Hey!
Hey!
Put you whiskey to the sky if you identify as someone who won't
Who won't give up your gun?
We're gonna live and die a country out
of hell with all the people who don't