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