Country Folks Anthem

Lyrics

[Chorus: Charlie Farley] Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem [Verse 1: Lenny Cooper] I'm country to the bone, southern to the soul And I'm proud of my home 'cause it's dirt road I'm topped alright, big tall, if you can't find me in town Then you can catch me at a mud bog Damn right, son, that's just how it is It's grillin' deer meat and fryin' up some fish Around here's dirt road and some mud holes Plenty of places to put your truck in four low And on the weekends, we build them bonfires With them trucks gathered 'round, sittin' on some big tires Passin' out moonshine, havin' us a good time No worries in the world, everything's just fine And that's the joy of livin' in the south There's a one way in and a one way out route Lenny Cooper and Charlie Farley on this anthem song If you know the words, come on, sing along [Chorus: Charlie Farley] Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem [Verse 2: Charlie Farley] Charlie Farley hooked up with Lenny Cooper He threw me in the truck as tough as Lex Luger It was loud as a Ruger, no, I didn't look down No tellin' what that altitude'll do to ya I've been in tune with this life since I was a junior In Junior High barely able to drive And out where the headlights will go out of sight underwater We be on the CB like, "Bring the chain" I got forty-seven big, same amount of dogs Fifty leather skins and a couple of hogs I build a turkey bin, raise 'em 'til I kill 'em all Just to feed my kids up this country where I live, yo Run 'em out of sight and so I'm out of mind 'Til I get on the mic, that's when I lose my mind I talk about our life and how we get down Down here by speakin' that country folk sayin' code, come on [Chorus: Charlie Farley] Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem [Bridge: Charlie Farley & Both] Uh, dirty clothes, mud holes A can of Skoal and a dirt road (Now that's country) Forty-fours and holes in a screen door And sweet tea by the boatload (Yeah, that's country) Four folks and it's good as gold Wanna have you a time, we'll put on a show But you better take you some NoDoz ('Doz) We ain't leavin' 'til the gates close (Close) [Chorus: Charlie Farley] Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies Tell the lies, tell the lies You better tell them guys, tell them guys As long as I'm alive We live in a country folks anthem