Lyrics

[Verse 1: Heath Sanders] The good Lord could've chose any color to paint the sky where the sunset sits The good book yeah he makes sure its on every word that was ever his It comes right before white and blue I ain't ever heard it any other way [Chorus: Heath Sanders] Red Red on the back of my neck Red clay stained on my Chevrolet, caked on these boots To the pack of Red Man that my paw-paw chewed That red, thе red that runs through my blood Is something I'm damn proud of And man I love that I was raisеd on red Yeah, raised on red [Verse 2: Justin Moore] Don't get me wrong, I love a green tractor Ain't nothing runs like a Deere I was baptized at a little white chapel Just like everybody else around here [Chorus: Justin Moore] Red Red on the back of my neck Red clay stained on my Chevrolet, caked on these boots To the pack of Red Man that my paw-paw chewed That red, the red that runs through my blood Is something I'm damn proud of Man I love that I was raised on red Yeah, raised on red [Bridge: Heath Sanders] And it'll be pumping thru my veins Till the day they lay me in the grave [Chorus: Heath Sanders, Justin Moore, Both] Red Red on the back of my neck Red clay stains on my Chevrolet, caked on these boots To the pack of Red Man that my paw-paw chewed That red, the red that runs through my blood Is something I'm damn proud of Man I love that I was raised on red Yeah, raised on red [Outro: Heath Sanders] The good Lord could've chose any color to paint the sky where the sunset sits