The preacher man says its the end of time And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry The interest is up and the stock markets down And you only get mugged if you go down town I live back in the woods you see My woman and the kids and the dogs and me I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive [Chorus] Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun We say grace and we say ma'am If you ain't into that we don't give a damn [Verse] We came from the West Virginia coal mines And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies
And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive I had a good friend in New York City He never called me by my name just HillBilly My GrandPa taught me to live off the land And his taught him to be a business man He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night And I'd send him some homemade wine But he was k**ed by a man with a switch blade knife For forty three dollars my friend lost his life I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye And shoot em' with my ole 45 Cause a country boy can survive Country folks can survive [Repeat Chorus] [Verse] Were from North California and South Alabam And little towns all around this land And we can skin a buck and run a trot line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive Country boy can survive Country folks can survive