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Growin' up in the south yeah it runs in my blood It's something in the water mixed with the mud We get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Lookin' for a good time and that's about it It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise Hey y'all we just some of them good old backwoods boys After party after the football game with Charlie Already had that drink in my truck they called it the best Ford on wheels Lordy, how many times on that back forty do we sit and laugh until the mornin' Pourin' cups up, throwing down, slammin' them shots or funnelin' Deep down in the country, with about a hundred youngins Runnin' around havin' fun hopin' the law didn't come We were livin' day to day, we just relaxed and played That us that is ways of a backwoods boy, yeah We drove around town 'til we had everyone around down To go to the river and down all the problems with the bottle of Crown We were sittin' on a mound of rocks, grillin' meat by the pound Tops off talkin' tough until we were found Growin' up in the south yeah it runs in my blood It's something in the water mixed with the mud We get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Letras de cancionesLookin' for a good time and that's about it It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise Hey y'all we just some of them good old backwoods boys Once upon a time I was out flyin' down a line talkin' about zip cord Good Lord I was in for more than I bargained for Hit the river at sixty-five, hit the bottom thought I died Come up and to my surprise I'm alive, alright Livin' life to the fullest, never been much on a punk or bully Helpin' others out any chance you can 'Cause you never know when the time comes that you'll be In a situation that you need help, if it don't when it comes up You'll be stuck lookin' up askin' why it had to happen to you Karma, I'm afraid of that myself, 'cause my son acts just like his father And yeah, I'm about to pay for my raisin' I'm afraid that the day's gon' come when an officer brings him up And says I'ma let him tell you what's up and all my son says is Growin' up in the south yeah it runs in my blood It's something in the water mixed with the mud We get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Lookin' for a good time and that's about it It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise Hey y'all we just some of them good old backwoods boys Man I'm reminiscin' wishin' I owned me a time machine Lookin' at these pictures we sittin' sippin' that I believe Memories, knee deep, that's where y'all able to find me I be with a cup in my hand like it was my IV V-V-V-V-V-V Growin' up in the south yeah it runs in my blood It's something in the water mixed with the mud We get a little wild way out down here Chase a little shine with a bottle of beer Lookin' for a good time and that's about it It's the way that it is when you live in the sticks We raise a little hell, we make a lot of noise Hey y'all we just some of them good old backwoods boys We just some backwoods boys yeah We just some backwoods boys Some backwoods boys Some backwoods boys Some backwoods boys mhm yeah From Letras Mania