White trash, trailer on a dirt road
Rebel flag flying from a
[?]
Both eyes got miles on a fence post
No trouble man, this is my kinfolk
Rednecks spread out through the deep south
Beer drinking, watching country folks show out
City living, that’s a whole ‘nother tempo
Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk
Started from the mud now we here
Ain’t a damn thing changed here, drinking only beer
No champagne, none of
[?]
One ninety
[?] makes the
[?] clear
Riding through the swamp roads, see a deer pop that
Night vision, born to
[?] top that
If you don’t know then you might wanna drop back
Game
[?] up a hill, right aside the hunting track
All of my life I’ve been running these woods
Yeah I still run in the same neighborhood
South side,
[?] y’all heard me
I ain’t never leaving or checking out early
This ain’t
[?] my mama’s only son
I never grew up, I’m still having some fun
I said it before, man, I love my home
‘Cause this is where all my kinfolks roam
White trash, trailer on a dirt road
Rebel flag flying from a
[?]
Both eyes got miles on a fence post
No trouble man, this is my kinfolk
Rednecks spread out through the deep south
Beer drinking, watching country folks show out
City living, that’s a whole ‘nother tempo
Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk
Yeah, this is my kinfolk
This is my kinfolk
Yeah, this is my kinfolk
And this is my kinfolk
Put some riled bunch of young’uns facing up out in the country
If you’re counting on the party then you
[?] on the money
It ain’t nothing but a hick thing, Dixie I’ma whistle when we
Always giving it names back when we was little
Pretty
[?] got a cooking man just pull up in the yard
We be chilling, tipping back and
[?] lightning in a jar
Get a packet to a check, gotta run him out the bowl
He’s in the trouble with the law, so he’s kinda laying low
My folks, my blood, man there’s always something happening
‘Bout to head out to the river,
[?] caving these
[?]
You can bet that
[?] show up with a lean
Dirty southern redneck and
[?] denim jeans
White trash, trailer on a dirt road
Rebel flag flying from a
[?]
Both eyes got miles on a fence post
No trouble man, this is my kinfolk
Rednecks spread out through the deep south
Beer drinking, watching country folks show out
City living, that’s a whole ‘nother tempo
Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk
White trash, trailer on a dirt road
Rebel flag flying from a
[?]
Both eyes got miles on a fence post
No trouble man, this is my kinfolk
Rednecks spread out through the deep south
Beer drinking, watching country folks show out
City living, that’s a whole ‘nother tempo
Ride slow, man, this is my kinfolk
Yeah, this is my kinfolk
This is my kinfolk
Yeah, this is my kinfolk
And this is my kinfolk