"Backwoods Redneck" lyrics

They say there ain't no room left in this town
For another boot wearin', song writin'
Guitar picker like me
So pack up your dreams and turn it on around
You ain't got the look
You ain't got a chance of being anything
Well, I come from the cotton fields and dirt roads
Pickup trucks and fishing holes
And I ain't one for backing down

You can take the backwoods, redneck boy out of the country
But country ain't leaving this town

I got country music running through my veins
Them honky-tonks where I was raised
I ain't ashamed of being proud
I've been knocked down a time or two
Laid on my back and I'm the living proof
I ain't afraid to stand my ground

You can take the backwoods, redneck boy out of the country
But country ain't leaving this town

They say there ain't no room left in this town
For songs about beer drinkin'
Hard workin', southern men like me
Take a pretty face
You're in the money now
Shine it up and send it off
Who really cares how it sounds

Well if Waylon heard was going on today
He'd raise straight up out of his grave
Slap Nashville in the face and kick him while they're down

You can take the backwoods, redneck boy out of the country
But country ain't leaving this town

I got country music running through my veins
Them honky-tonks where I was raised
I ain't ashamed of being proud
I've been knocked down a time or two
Laid on my back and I'm the living proof
I ain't afraid to stand my ground

You can take the backwoods, redneck boy out of the country
But country ain't leaving this town

Oh, hell no
Country ain't leaving this town
Country ain't leaving this town