Everybody talkin' 'bout dirt roads
Everybody talkin' like Jethro
Everybody talkin' 'bout the tall pines
Everybody runnin' on moonshine

Everybody sayin' that "y'all" word
Thinkin' we're all a little backward
Everybody thinkin' they can put us in a box of grits
Well, country this

Well, I don't know what you call it
But I sure love haulin', got the jukebox bumpin'
Got the red lights pumpin', got the cowgirls teachin'
All the boys on the floor, got their heads all bobbin'
Everybody wantin' more
If you don't like it out here in the boondocks
Give that knob a twist
And country this

Everybody talkin' that slow talk
Nothin' but scarecrows and cornstalks
Out here in the city limit backside
Where the necks run a little on the red side

Everybody talkin' 'bout rhinestones
Everybody soundin' like George Jones
Everybody from the city tryin' to tell you what country is
Well, country this

Well, I don't know what you call it
But I sure love haulin', got the jukebox bumpin'
Got the red lights pumpin', got the cowgirls teachin'
All the boys on the floor, got their heads all bobbin'
Everybody wantin' more
If you don't like it out here in the boondocks
Give that knob a twist

Ain't nothin' wrong with that
Don't need a pickup truck
C'mon and crank it up

Well, I don't know what you call it
But I sure love haulin', got the jukebox bumpin'
Got the red lights pumpin', got the cowgirls teachin'
All the boys on the floor, got their heads all bobbin'
Everybody wantin' more
If you don't like it out here in the boondocks
Give that knob a twist
And country this