"Outdoor Lullaby" lyrics
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
Country boy can survive
On the radio
Mixed with Aldean
And David Allen Coe
Crickets sounding off
While the bullfrogs croak
A song most city folks don't know
Our problems float
Down river like a bobber
In the middle of the spring
During high water
So find an ole timer
And a Remington
Do what you must
Kill what you can
Its a handed down lifestyle
I wont be quick to leave
If you wanna know
What imma bout
Well you heard it from me
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
That john deeres
Gonna bail hay
That dogs
Gonna have him a hog bayed
A twelve pats gonna make
Him a fresh scrape
And I'll be holding a bow
Twenty yards away
Cold weathers gonna
Make ducks fly
Muddy waters gonna
Make the catfish bite
Like crazy boy trust me
Just try
A few big bream
On a long trotline
A flattbottoms gonna
Leak a little
And you ain't always gotta
Sip the shine
Charlie Daniel's fiddle playing
Is legendary
He was truly one of a kind
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
Its a buck chasing doe
When its cold in October
Or weighing in a 10 lb bass
When that tournaments over
Yea we like to slow role
With the windows down
On a cool night
While holding onto
A woman you love
And a beer you like
Its a Tom turkey
Strutting in the spring
Hoot owls hooting
While the whiporwhill sings
A song for them backwoods folks
Living life like me
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
Country boy can survive
On the radio
Mixed with Aldean
And David Allen Coe
Crickets sounding off
While the bullfrogs croak
A song most city folks don't know
Our problems float
Down river like a bobber
In the middle of the spring
During high water
So find an ole timer
And a Remington
Do what you must
Kill what you can
Its a handed down lifestyle
I wont be quick to leave
If you wanna know
What imma bout
Well you heard it from me
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
That john deeres
Gonna bail hay
That dogs
Gonna have him a hog bayed
A twelve pats gonna make
Him a fresh scrape
And I'll be holding a bow
Twenty yards away
Cold weathers gonna
Make ducks fly
Muddy waters gonna
Make the catfish bite
Like crazy boy trust me
Just try
A few big bream
On a long trotline
A flattbottoms gonna
Leak a little
And you ain't always gotta
Sip the shine
Charlie Daniel's fiddle playing
Is legendary
He was truly one of a kind
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
Its a buck chasing doe
When its cold in October
Or weighing in a 10 lb bass
When that tournaments over
Yea we like to slow role
With the windows down
On a cool night
While holding onto
A woman you love
And a beer you like
Its a Tom turkey
Strutting in the spring
Hoot owls hooting
While the whiporwhill sings
A song for them backwoods folks
Living life like me
I'm certified
Country till I die
Out here where that
Red white and blue flag
Will always fly
We don't start it
But we ain't scared to fight
We may not be rich
But we got
What money can't buy
An outdoor lullaby
Writer(s): Jared Ryan Sciullo, Charlie Farley
