Country Folks Anthem (feat. Charlie Farley)

Livin' the simple life, 365
 A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
 A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
 We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies
 Tell the lies, tell the lies
 You better tell them guys, tell them guys
 As long as I'm alive
 We live in a country folks anthem
 I'm country to the bone, southern to the soul
 And I'm proud of my home 'cause it's dirt road
 I'm topped alright, big tall
 If you can't find me in town
 Then you can catch me at a mud bog
 Damn right son, that's just how it is
 It's grillin' deer meat and fryin' up some fish
 Around here's dirt road and some mud holes
 Plenty of places to put your truck in four low
 And on the weekends, we build them bonfires
 With them trucks gathered 'round, sittin' on some big tires
 Passin' out moonshine, havin' us a good time
 No worries in the world, everything's just fine
 And that's the joy of livin' in the south
 There's a one way in and a one way out route
 Lenny Cooper and Charlie Farley on this anthem song
 If you know the words, come on, sing along
 Livin' the simple life, 365
 A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
 A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
 We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies
 Tell the lies, tell the lies
 You better tell them guys, tell them guys
 As long as I'm alive
 We live in a country folks anthem
 Charlie Farley hooked up with Lenny Cooper
 But he threw me in the truck as tough as Lex Luger
 It was loud as a Ruger, no I didn't look down
 No tellin' what that altitude will do to ya
 I've been in tune with this life since I was a Junior
 In Junior High, barely able to drive
 And out where the headlights will go out of sight underwater
 We be on the CB like, "Bring the chain"
 I got forty-seven big, same amount of dogs
 Fifty leather skins and a couple of hogs
 I build a turkey bin, raise 'em 'til I kill 'em all
 Just to feed my kids up this country where I live, yo
 Run 'em out of sight and so I'm out of mind
 Till I get on the mic, that's when I lose my mind
 I talk about our life and how we get down-down
 Here by speakin' that country folk sayin' code, come on
 Livin' the simple life, 365 (come on, come on)
 A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
 A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
 We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies
 Tell the lies, tell the lies
 You better tell them guys, tell them guys
 As long as I'm alive
 We live in a country folks anthem
 (Uh) dirty clothes, mud holes
 A can of Skoal and a dirt road (now that's country)
 Forty-fours and holes in a screen door
 And sweet tea by the boatload (yeah, that's country)
 Four folks and it's good as gold (uh)
 Wanna have you a time, we'll put on a show
 But you better take you some NoDoz ('Doz)
 We ain't leavin' 'til the gates close (close)
 Livin' the simple life, 365 (come on, come on, come on)
 A jacked up truck and buckshot tires
 A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire
 We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies
 Tell the lies, tell the lies
 You better tell them guys, tell them guys
 As long as I'm alive
 We live in a country folks anthem