Justin Moore - BackwoodsLyrics

Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain't no land for sale 'round here Red clay country mud, sippin' on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound you know when I'm found out in the Backwoods down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar in the Backwoods yeah we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy it's a real good life In the backwoods, yes sir Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter Floating that river on an inner tube with her, splash Thirty five's and a lift kit how stuck can you get Ain't that just my luck where's the chain I'm stuck out in the Backwoods down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar in the Backwoods yeah we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy it's a real good life In the backwoods, son Out in the backwoods down in the holler Out in the backwoods, workin' hard for a dollar in the Backwoods yeah we get it done right Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight Lordy have mercy it's a real good life In the backwoods, down in the holler son Down in the backwoods