"Stuck In The Sticks" lyrics

Around here you got it made
Ain't bout the change that's in your pocket
Every meal's either caught or killed
Grown in a field or bought at the market

I ain't got nothing left to prove
Guess that's the difference 'tween me and you

Some people want a high rise
Living life by dollar signs
You can think the way you think
But it ain't the way I'm living in mine
You take the famous and rich
I'll take this rusty ball hitch
I'll go out slinging clay
Until the day there's a redneck under it
Yeah, buddy it's in my blood
Ain't nothing I'm trying to fix
I may be out the mud
But damn, I love it stuck in the sticks
(Damn, I love it stuck in the sticks)

That Silverado paint's got a little fade
But at least it's runnin'
My boots ain't Gucci made
Ain't getting paid, unless I'm working
My piece of heaven's burning up
87 in the truck
Ain't got a lot, but I got enough, and that's all I need cause

Some people want a high rise
Living life by dollar signs
You can think the way you think
But it ain't the way I'm living in mine
You take the famous and rich
I'll take this rusty ball hitch
I'll go out slinging clay
Until the day there's a redneck under it
Yeah, buddy it's in my blood
Ain't nothing I'm trying to fix
I may be out the mud
But damn, I love it stuck in the sticks
(Damn, I love it stuck in the sticks)

I ain't got nothin' left to prove
Guess that's the difference 'tween me and you

Some people want a high rise
Living life by dollar signs
You can think the way you think
But it ain't the way I'm living in mine
You take the famous and rich
I'll take this rusty ball hitch
I'll go out slinging clay
Until the day there's a redneck under it
Yeah, buddy it's in my blood
Ain't nothing I'm trying to fix
I may be out the mud
But damn, I love it stuck in the sticks
Damn, I love it stuck in the sticks