I move through the big city,
To make a little better money, then get back home.
Now here I am living in a little sub-division,
Surrounded by steel and stone.
Ive got a neighbor, hes a lawyer, his wife can be his daughter,
He dont know what to think of me.
Cause I sight my bow on a styrofoam doe by the hole of the 18th green
Cause I aint out of the woods yet,
Still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey yall and I reckon so,
with a mossy oak from head to toe
As corn fed corn bred country as a boy can get.
No, I aint out, aint out of the woods yet.
I got a manicured lawn and a concrete palm
Where my buddies all like to hang heard
We fire up the smoker, get some pretty girls over
Crank the Hank and let them shake that thing Oh bring em on
And when the moon goes risin and the squitos start to bitin,
All the neighbors is turning in.
Well be bringin out the shine in this hell yeah time
Cause I aint out of the woods yet,
Still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey yall and I reckon so,
with a mossy oak from head to toe
As corn fed corn bred country as a boy can get.
No, I aint out, aint out of the woods yet.
Country of the Conway, sweet tea all day,
if you dont know what I mean
Ill be sipping on some shine,
putting clothes on the line,
Eating corn, bread and butter, babe.
Cause I aint out of the woods yet,
Still got a blue collar and a red neck,
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive.
A country boy can survive.
I say, hey yall and I reckon so, with a mossy oak from head to toe
As corn fed corn bred country as a boy can get.
Cause I aint out, aint out of the woods yet.