I ain't never had a pot to piss in

welcome to country livin

I'm taking what is given

fried chicken is finger lickin

I was raised on pabst blue ribbon

front porch pickin and grinnin

and as long as I'm here I'ma drink some beer

and keep my country folks jiggin

then you show the city just what they missin

cooking greens up in the kitchen

asking us just how we did it cornbread with them fixins

man you think we slippin

little shine and some fishin

take your dog running and hog huntin

scared you like the dickins

y'all prolly think we talk silly right

redneck and hillbilly kind of

country's what we really like

never like that ol city life

up at dawn and rest at night

push us around you bet we fight

work day light till dark

and you get it til you get it right



[Hook:]

Yeah, now let your country hang out

fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house

I said yeah, now let your country hang out

if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south

Yeah, now let your country hang out

fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house

I said yeah, now let your country hang out

if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south



I was raised up in south GA

southern swamp and southern praise

don't make fun of my southern ways

get down get loud drink all day

I'm on my way to my honey hole

big cotton muffin up in my honey hole

stat Jack forty homemade bite

all I need is you to hold the light yeah

one shot bubble or boil backin my truck filled up with blood

tailgait down big right shinin

DUI don't need to be driving

hold up law dog your doin too much

got a night permin in my old ford truck

i lay one down when i want to buddy

that's the way we get down in the country

kin folk way back in the sticks

whip the shine up thirty of fifth

paw paw diggin up mason jars

load the car then burn them tars

make a little noise when you get back home

crank that hank, that cash, that jones

givin his life in the country song in the country he belongs



[Hook:]

Yeah, now let your country hang out

fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house

I said yeah, now let your country hang out

if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south

Yeah, now let your country hang out

fly a big rebel flag out in front of your house

I said yeah, now let your country hang out

if you proud of where you from and you a son of the south



I said yeah,

now let your country hang out, co-country hang out-out

co-co-country hang out out, co-country hang out