D
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin',
'Coon dog in the back.
D
Truck bed loaded down with beer,
An' a cold one in my lap.
G
Earnhart sticker behind my head,
                        A  G
An' my woman by my side.
D
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin'
Country Boy Can Survive.
A7
Well, if you got a problem with that,
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D     (Riff 1)
You can kiss my country ass.

[Verse 2]
D
Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls,
                                                  (Riff 2)
Wrangler jeans: smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds.
D
Tattoos up an' down my arms,
An' deer heads over my bed.
   G
My Granddaddy fought in World War Two,
                            A   G
An' my Daddy went to Vietnam.
D
An' I ain't scared to grab my gun,
An' fight for my homeland.
A7
If you don't love the American flag,
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass.

[Chorus]
            G                                 D
If you're a down home, backwoods redneck,
             A      G     A    D
C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass.
                  G                           D
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd,
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass.

[Verse 3]
D
Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there,
That's lookin' down on me.
D
'Cause the country club where I belong,
                       D
Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'.
G
I don't wear no fancy clothes,
                              A G
No ties or three-piece suits.
D
You can find me in my camouflage hat,
My tee-shirt an' cowboy boots.
A7
If that don't fit your social class,
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass.

[Chorus]
                   G                          D
If you're a down home, backwoods redneck,
             A      G     A    D
C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass.
                  G                           D
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd,
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass.

[Verse 4]
            D
Cause I'm a front-porch sittin',
D                 D
Guitar pickin', moonshine sippin',
D                     D
Bacca juice spittin' country boy from the woods.
      D                     D
An' I love fried chicken an' blue gill fishin',
    D                    D
An' outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could.
G                                                                A G
I ain't tryin' to start no fight, but I'll finish one every time.
D
You just mind your own damn business,

And stay the hell outta mine.
A7
If you got a problem with that,
        Cadd9  A  G  A   D
You can kiss my country ass.

[Outro]
A7
I said if you got a problem with any of that,
        G       A
You can kiss my natural born,
G              A
Redneck to the bone,
G           A       D
Ever-lovin' country ass.