Lyrics

Don’t worry ’bout our country music just listen up
Damn important
Well you said you wouldn’t leave country music dying in a ditch

Because you didn’t want to grieve among the you ain't can't country bullshitz
We couldn’t stand to see the fears they be standin’ on the Ryman Pines
You others welcomed in like baby raccoons push 'em back over the picket fence
Guessin’ it’s time to realize country’s never left like a lying dog on a rug on radio’s porch

Well they be thinkin’ we’ll surrender you keep lookin’ on country radio
It’s plain that our backwoods true to life creed we're here to stay
All they do is walk ’n piddle like a pup in our country backyard
Playin’ like they be big cuttin’ a rug old timers roots

Don’t worry ‘bout them cityfied grab the shot gun beer
Just load coolers grab your guitars goin’ huntin’
True story I ain’t draggin’ my soggy bottoms feet aren’t draggin’
Don’t worry ‘bout nuttin’

For long time be knowin’ showin’ this can’t be
Cold country radios you’ve been givin’ makin’ us start turnin’
Into old that dog won’t hunt no more
Don’t get too comfy pour me sumtin’ tall and strong
Step back get outta the way
Takin’ control we’re comin’ strong

Don’t worry ’bout our our country music just wait ’n see
Were gonna make it I ain’t braggin’
Leave it to me yank the rug out
If you think I’m going to say your feet draggin’ like a plow in the mud
Don’t worry ’bout the music just stand back hold my beer I got this
I said just stand back hold my beer I got this
Ok
Ok