song lyrics
Kiss My Country Ass lyrics
Tearin down a dirt road
Rebel flag flyin
Coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer
And a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind my head
And my woman by my side
Tail-pipe s poppin
the radio s rockin "Country Boy Can Survive"
If you got a problem with that, ha ha!
You can kiss my country ass

Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, Wrangler jeans
Smoke nothin but Marlboro reds
Tattoos up & down my arms,
And deer heads over my bed.
My Granddaddy fought in World War Two,
My Daddy went to Vietnam.
And I ain t scared to grab my gun,
And fight for my homeland.
If you don t love the American flag,
You can kiss my country ass.

If you re a down home, backwoods redneck,
Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass.
But if you ain t down with my outlaw crowd,
You can kiss my country ass. Aw yeah!

Instrumental break.

Aw yeah...

Well, there s a whole lotta high-class people out there
That s lookin down on me
Cause the country club where I belong
Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin
Don t wear no fancy clothes
No ties or three piece suits.
You can find me in my camouflage cap
My t-shirt and cowboy boots
If that don t fit your social class
You can kiss my country ass

If you re a down home, backwoods redneck
Hey, come on, stand up and raise your glass
But if you ain t down with my outlaw crowd
You can kiss my country ass

Well I m a front-porch sittin ,
Guitar pickin , moonshine sippin ,
Backer juice spittin country boy from the woods
And I love fried chicken & blue gill fishin
And outlaw women, an I wouldn t change if I could. NO!
I ain t tryin to start no fight, but I ll finish one every time
So you just mind your own damn business
Stay the hell outta mine.
If you got a problem with that
You can kiss my country ass

I said if you got a problem with any of that
You can kiss my natural born, Redneck to the bone
Ever-lovin country ass.