Upchurch - Country Way lyrics

I live out in the country Used to hang on old pine creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa Used to cut the gra** for free And there ain’t been a damn thing That could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams Tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I’ve been around them cowboys I grew up in Tennessee I ain’t just part of that country ‘Cause that country’s part of me, yeah Sun baking down on my back in the ba** boat That a**hole spray paints everything camo’ Nah, I ain’t professional, got Walmart cans though Get up out that case of hoochie coohie on the dance floor Chopping like machetes at McCallas and McCambo Rather drive a truck than a brand new Lambo’ C-H, E-A, T-H-A-M-C-O Ain’t gone hold me back, drop life, down in polo You won’t catch me slipping ’cause I’m coming like some swampers I get hurt, rub some dirt on it, I don’t need a doctor Grew up around them outlaws and I kept my ears open Heard stories that ain’t nature till the tenth time they told ’em Six guns getting drawn on illegal games of poker Chicken fights on other states, cages in or when they beg ’em Lighting up a cigarette, blowing smoke up out the window Middle of the summer radio, seats made of leather Gambling with them roosters, even with all the Kentucky coppers I be cooking up something like steam mashed and copper I stay smoking on loud, or you’ll leak under a chopper My road is kind of rocky but I bet you I’m a topper It ain’t nothing but a gamble like dice, what’s with the snake eye They’re hiding in the gra** that’s why I constantly cut mine I’m makinh me a path and slowly droppinh them land mines Flame in my hand let’s make us one of them wildfires I live out in the country Used to hang on old pine creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa Used to cut the gra** for free And there ain’t been a damn thing That could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams Tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I’ve been around them cowboys I grew up in Tennessee I ain’t just part of that country ‘Cause that country’s part of me, yeah No shirt, sun burnt, smile like I’m trouble sent Dixie chicks, truck beds, Cheyennes, ’86 Surface rust, plenty dents, buzzing off a bottle of fifth Cranking up that Kid Rock, everybody turning heads 35s humming on that river road asphalt Windows rolled down, give a wave to the county cops Got a lot of haters in the county line zone But that’s okay ’cause I’m sitting on my throne You ain’t doin’ it how I’m doin’ it so go talk that lotty dotty I’ll be kicking in the pond, go ahead get in front of me And I love fist fighting like my sister’s Ronda Rousey Coming straight up out that screen door, straight up off the damn porch Burnin’ haters just as I chase ’em with a lit torch Hop up in the damn Ford, gas to the damn floor Dust in the window, adrenaline, I know you want more Mirrors shaking in the doors, cranking up that Justin Moore Beer by the case, coming out of Lewis country store Rebel flag hat, few scars on my knuckles ‘Cause I live fast always and I ain’t even buckle Hop that little picket fence and get some mud up on the mirror And get ’em to my truck of silver [?] chariot Charlie Daniels, baby, best believe I’m always bearing it Oakley’s down low, smiling ain’t nobody scaring sh** Throwing up to what I call rough country lift-kit I live out in the country Used to hang on old pine creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa Used to cut the gra** for free And there ain’t been a damn thing That could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams Tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I’ve been around them cowboys I grew up in Tennessee I ain’t just part of that country ‘Cause that country’s part of me, yeah I live out in the country Used to hang on old pine creek Used to cat fish with my Grandpa Used to cut the gra** for free And there ain’t been a damn thing That could teach me right from wrong Used to listen to Hank Williams Tried to live out all his songs Yeah, I’ve been around them cowboys I grew up in Tennessee I ain’t just part of that country ‘Cause that country’s part of me, yeah