"Real Real Country" lyrics

Guitar, PBR, chilling, doing my thing
Tryin' to get a song to hit
Cut the grass before it rains
Gonna catch a buzz before sundown
And then I'm heading off to paint the town

Gotta six-inch lift kit, parked it right around the back
Can't hear the phone
Stereo blasting the Man in Black
Yeah, around here it gets a little loud
And I got more on the low down

And a four-by-four shotgun by the screen door
Waiting if you tread on me
A dim porch light, 30 rack on ice
But you can damn sure guarantee
I'll be hauling my ass to work
Sweating and playing in the dirt
We say what we feel, y'all, know the deal
You know around here we keep it real, real country

Chicken wings, Skoal rings
Baby rockin' blue jeans
40-hour week, dog tired, need a cold drink
Getting up early at the crack of dawn
And thank the good Lord for keeping lights on

Got that four-by-four shotgun by the screen door
Waiting if you tread on me
A dim porch light, 30 rack on ice
But you can damn sure guarantee
I'll be hauling my ass to work
Sweating and playing in the dirt
We say what we feel, y'all, know the deal
You know around here we keep it real, real country
Real, real country

Got that four-by-four shotgun by the screen door
Waiting if you tread on me
A dimporch light, 30 rack on ice
But you can damn sure guarantee
I'll be hauling my ass to work
Sweating and playing in the dirt
We say what we feel, y'all, know the deal
You know around here we keep it real, real country
Real, real country