Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain’t no land for sale ’round here Red clay country mud, sippin’ on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound you know where I’m found out in the CHORUS Backwoods down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin’ hard..
I’m On The Hoof I’m On The Loose Feel Like Honkin’ Like A Long Necked Goose Look At Me Baby I’m Feelin’ Like I’m Bulletproof! Crank It Up Get Into Town, I Know The Best Little Honky Tonk For Miles Around That’s The Truth Lord I’m Feelin Like I’m Bulletproof!!! I Want To Be There..
Does anybody wanna go out drinkin’ with me I’ve been workin’ like a dog and lord knows it’s been a long ass week I might blow my top if i can’t go blow off some steam Does anybody wanna go, go, go, go, go, go drinkin’ with me Does anybody wanna go tear up this..