Chance Alan

Lyrics

Wait, don’t go nowhere
Hold my damn beer I got this
I'm a country’s back-road back-woods king
Drinkin' beers takin' shots feelin' alive ain't no doubt

Woah seriously get ready now
IN-2-IT-NOW
Don't get a brain cramp
Liquor's quicker got me feelin' like a dipstick dipshitz too
Playin' Texas Hold Em life rules are made to be broken that's what I'm gonna do country life

They say worn out boots are country roots
Momma's apple pie
Whiskey-sippin' whiskey-soaked dreams
Iron music sharpens iron songs I ain’t wrong
You reckoned wrong I reckon right
It's a Rednecka's kinda night
Gone off our rocker once around a tree
Well hush my mouth ain't my first rodeo ride witcha

Brave ’n Abel sounds like a cool name
Ropin' ’n ridin' whiskey in our glass
We're gone country deep in beers ’n bones

Livin' life country wild makin' our own rules back woods mistakes
We'll ride country roads
Music playin' loud we'll be drinkin’ livin’ loud

No yuppie puppies city life for us
Are country born ’n raised
We'll keep ridin' any fuggin’ day

Shitz Hell yeah, true
So saddle up partners let's ride

Country’s back-road back-woods kings livin' life fuggin’ pride
We'll drink we'll ride drive country roads ’n our roots will never die
This country life we wouldn't have it any other way no other way ain’t no other way

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