Keep that mud on the grips
Keep that wet on a line
Keep that corn in a field
And keep a twelve in the blind
Keep that barb on the wire
Keep that prayer on the rain
Yeah we keeping to our roots
Nah, that ain't gon' change
Nah we ain't changing this way of life
Out here we living country

They call it podunk
They call it sticks
They call it redneck
They call it hick
They call it nothing
Nothing but some red dirt
Call it what they want
We gon' call it heaven on Earth
Yeah we just doing what we wanna
Til we gone yeah we gonna

Keep that mud on the grips
Keep that wet on a line
Keep that corn in a field
And keep a twelve in the blind
Keep that barb on the wire
Keep that prayer on the rain
Yeah we keeping to our roots
Nah, that ain't gon' change
Nah we ain't changing this way of life
Out here we living country
We living country right

We let them farm hats fade up on the dash
We let that front porch fly that country flag
We like our world turning turn row slow
Burning up them roads, you know

We keep that mud on the grips
Keep that wet on a line
Keep that corn in a field
And keep a twelve in the blind
Keep that barb on the wire
Keep that prayer on the rain
Yeah we keeping to our roots
Nah, that ain't gon' change
Nah we ain't changing this way of life
Out here we living country
We living country right

We just out here holding our own
Nah, we ain't doing not a damn thing wrong
Yeah we just doing what we wanna
Til we gone yeah we gonna

Keep that mud on the grips
Keep that wet on a line
Keep that corn in a field
And keep a twelve in the blind
Keep that barb on the wire
Keep that prayer on the rain
Yeah we keeping to our roots
Nah, that ain't gon' change
Nah we ain't changing this way of life
Out here we living country
We living country right
We living country right
We living country right