I've been pushed further than I thought I'd be pushed
I've been working even harder than I thought I could
Phone stopped ringing, calls got screened
But I'm 'bout to hit a lick like you ain't ever seen
'Bout to show the world just who I am
I'm a songwriting son of a gun of a man
Don't want me at their shows, want me at their scene
But I'm 'bout to hit a lick like you ain't ever seen
Yeah, this ole hick's gonna hit a lick
'Bout to hit a dollar on top of its head
This ole boy got a lot of grit
No, you can't knock me dead
Stack 'em up, put 'em brick to brick
How I's born and how I's bred
I bet you thought I'd quit
But I'm gonna hit a lick instead
Oh, hit a lick
No, it ain't gon' come from just sittin' around
I'm puttin' pen to paper, baby, never put it down
Never stopped dreaming, they tried to make me leave
But I'm 'bout to hit a lick like you ain't ever seen
Yeah, this ole hick's gonna hit a lick
'Bout to hit a dollar on top of its head
This ole boy got a lot of grit
No, you can't knock me dead
Stack 'em up, put 'em brick to brick
How I's born and how I's bred
I bet you thought I'd quit
But I'm gonna hit a lick instead
Oh, hit a lick
Here's a little reminder
I ain't no first timer
I strapped up my blinders
'Bout to hit a lick, oh, hit a lick
Yeah, this ole hick's gonna hit a lick
'Bout to hit a dollar on top of its head
This ole boy got a lot of grit
No, you can't knock me dead
Stack 'em up, put 'em brick to brick
How I's born and how I's bred
I bet you thought I'd quit
But I'm gonna hit a lick instead
Oh, hit a lick
Hit a lick
Hit a lick instead, oh, hit a lick
