Chance Alan

Lyrics

I’m talking to you the crowd
Hey everybody how y’all doin’ tonight
I’m Chance Alan the Country Music Preacher is here
Yeah your beer outlaw
Let’s get busy
Come-getcha-some

We don't sugarcoat a damn thang here
In the CoUnTrY-FiEd
Shut your mouth
We drink pain away from mug filled beers
Saturday mornin' still smells like Friday fire smoke
Hell-yeahs from Saturday night when a few laws gettin’ broke

Ain't no fancy shoes in our church pew rows
Just Wrangler jeans and Justin boots and a heart that knows
We don't brag we don't bend backwards we don't bow for nobodys
We just stand our ground and we stand our proud

We fight we pray
We bleed hillbilly red
We ride hollar-back roads
We keep our word
We be swallowing pride
From 6 till 4 5 o'clock damn near here

Shit-kickers line ‘em up
We raise hell
We raise kids
We stand up beers up high
We don't fake nothin'
We live out loud
You can love it or leave it
But don’tcha run your mouth bout it
Cause this is how we do it
Oh in the CoUnTrY-FiEd
Shut your mouth

Got dirt on my boots blood on my hands
Built a life outta nothin' don't need no man's plans
We fish we hunt we work we grind
If you can't hold your own you get left behind
Ain't no handouts ain't no pity parties
Just calloused palms earns our respects
We fix what's broke with a prayer
Oh and a cuss we don’t call cops watch us
Settle differences
Over a beer cause snitches get stitches
We fight
We pray
We bleed
Hillbilly red
We ride
We keep our word
We raise hell
We raise kids we stand proud
We don't fake nothin'
We live life out loud love it or leave it
So don’tcha run your mouths
Causing this be alright how we do it and
CoUnTrY-FiEd
Shut your mouth

Yeah we bless our food load our guns
We mind our business till shit gets done
Ain't scared of storms
Or be the the talk of town
We were born in the dirt
We ain't backin' down
Ain't no halos hangin'
Just deers heads
Red ’n white ’n blues flags no bar fights callin’ me

Hell-yeahs we live hard love deep die proud
Every man here bleeds his vows code out loud
Call it rough we call it home
We take care of ours
That's carved in our headstones
Ain't nothin' fake
Ain't nothin' soft
You cross one of us you cross all of us oh

We'll fight for you
We'll pray for you
We'll bleed for you
We'll ride for you
‘Cause this is how we do it
(In the yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah)
You know CoUnTrY-FiEd shut your mouth

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