"All American Country Boy" lyrics

I work a forty hour week
And I earn my keep
And I try to walk proud and tall
Keep my nose to the grind
And I don't get behind
And I don't back up at all

Well, my neck's a little red
And my collars blue
I sip a little coffee
And I drink a little booze

I'm just an all-american country boy
I'm my daddy's spitting image
And my mama's pride and joy
There ain't nothing down home
That I really don't enjoy
I'm just an all-american country boy

I drive a pickup truck
And I don't pass the buck
And I always speak my mind
I'm hooked on CB's
Rolaids, and BC's
And I know how to have a good time

I'm a little bit rowdy
And a little bit tame
There ain't no way
I'm ever gonna change

I'm just an all-american country boy
I'm my daddy's spitting image
And my mama's pride and joy
That's right
There ain't nothing down home
That I really don't enjoy
I'm just an all-american country boy

Well, I must admit
That I've mellowed a bit
Father time can slow you down
I'm still doing all I used to do
It just takes a little longer now

I'm an all-american country boy
I'm my daddy's spitting image
And my mama's pride and joy
There ain't nothing down home
That I really don't enjoy
I'm just an all-american country boy

That's right, my red neck runs out right down
Even with my white socks
Hey, hand me that brand new
Give me, give me two of them