Country Stuff (feat. Jake Owen)

I'll tell you right here if I was Shane McAnally, what I'd do I'll tell you what I'd so, I'd put it right here, I'll put it Let's go I like beers cheap and cold, I like chairs that rock and fold I like long cut wintergreen skoal and Redman's what I chew yeah, that's all, woo Got a yard full of car parts in it ay, I can dress you a hog in a minute Yeah, my number one amendment which one is gonna have to be number two 'cause I like shooting ducks and bucks ay I like mud tires on my truck ay I like old blue jeans, guitar strings, and dirt roads Everybody loves a dirt road you know I like girls that like the woods I like kissing 'em on the hood I like green tractors, Dukes of Hazzard and grits You know, country stuff here we go Country stuff, country stuff I like country stuff Country stuff, country stuff I like country stuff ay I sip whiskey from the handle handle, I got dogs named Jack and Daniel Yeah, my favorite shirts are flannel me too, baby and I tear up some turnip greens ay Now taxidermy, that's art, favorite movie, you serious, Clark You know I love fishing in the dark yeah, the song and the real thing here we go I like shooting ducks and bucks ay I like mud tires on my truck ay I like old blue jeans, guitar strings, and dirt roads Everybody loves a dirt road you know I like girls that like the woods I like kissing 'em on the hood I like green tractors, Dukes of Hazzard and grits grits, yeah You know, country stuff here we go Country stuff, country stuff cheese grits, man I like country stuff cheese grits Walker my momma makes the best cheese grits you'll ever put in your mouth Country stuff, country stuff I like country stuff get you some Alright, yeah, I'm talking 'bout what you talking 'bout Tin roof rains, front porch swings Back door, front door, both got screens Calling turkeys, beef jerky, sweet tea that ain't no turkey call Y'all, it's all good I like shooting ducks and bucks I like mud tires on my truck I like old blue jeans, guitar strings, and dirt roads Everybody loves a dirt road you know I like girls that like the woods I like kissing 'em on the hood I like green tractors, Dukes of Hazzard and grits grits, yeah You know, country stuff Grits dosent rhyme with stuff Hey, I'm just trying to feed the kids Just say shit You can't say that on the radio Man your a wuss