Lyrics

[Intro: Charlie Farley] Me personally I don't know a whole lot about these city streets But I do know a little bit about where I come from And that's that CO, yeah you know country [Verse 1: Demun Jones] I come straight from the heart of Georgia Where I was bred born and raised To be a respectful son and man And follow hard workin' ways Of that good southern livin' That means you get what you earn Don't you covet your neighbors stuff You know that jealousy burns You pay all your bills first You play when you can afford it Gotta take care of ya own folks Nothing else can be more important Than keepin' bread in the pantry And some fresh milk in the fridge Some good dogs in the yard So they can play with both of my kids [Chorus: Rooster] Sunset in the background never gets old Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road And we all talk alike, yes sir and no ma'am Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul And we all pray at night that we will get by Just another story of my backroads life [Verse 2: Charlie Farley] I'm a Cossatot river runner been floatin' it goin' under Lad bridge since I was old enough to what, hold a paddle Passin' cattle while paddlin' faster 'cause it's getting late I'm a master at holdin' three point two ounces throwin' bait That's right, I chugalug, while chuggin' my bug on the lake I keep a bubba jug close in case the game warden shows his face That is if there ain't an exit 'cause if I can I will escape And skate away to a place where I'm straight and safe We're lovers rather than fighters but trust me you don't want to try us We'll fight you but afterwards buy you a what A round of your choice We talk in a low tone of voice That's right that's them southern boys Playing in God's land and glad to be part of God's plan [Chorus: Rooster] Sunset in the background never gets old Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road And we all talk alike, yes sir and no ma'am Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul And we all pray at night that we will get by Just another story of my backroads life [Verse 3: Rooster] A simple man raised up on days that passed on So when I'm ridin' probably vibin' to a Cash song Makes me think about granddaddy creepin' in his John boat Mixin' up a Crown and Coke, sittin' up in that honey hole So now I know the river like the back of my hand And every year my family goes and parks some boats in the sand And throw some wood in the pile and party all damn night Just another story of my backroads life [Verse 4: Uncle Snap] I'm just a back roads eighties baby Made in the country like grits and gravy Some of y'all still call me crazy Thank God the country raised me Say them boys done came on up Seen a lot of things since kickin' up mud I appreciate all the love My country veins pump country blood Gave y'all something so y'all could ride Been a country boys paradise One-ninety proof, now let it shine Been doin' this here since ninety-nine Them city folks, they don't understand it Chillin' in my country mansion Double wide trailer on some land I've been knocked down but I'm still standin' [Chorus: Rooster] Sunset in the background never gets old Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road And we all talk alike, yes sir and no ma'am Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul And we all pray at night that we will get by Just another story of my backroads life [Verse 5: Charlie Farley] Noodlin' catfish and muddin' Yes sir I am that Southern We make deals without paperwork Out in the hills Fresh killed meat on the grill Ten fingers deep in the ribs Of an ole ten point deer A.K.A buck round here Racks on the front of our trucks Got the balls on the stick shift Packin' our lips up with snuff Give it up for that Red Seal Ain't nothing quite like fishin' in the evenin' When the sun is glistenin' On the water settin', fallin', fallin' Behind the tree line Or runnin' trout lines in the mornin' With papaw hopin' to pull in some more Of them flat heads 'cause we wanna have a fish fry That's the life that's the why what where how I love this place Give it up y'all 'Cause this is paradise [Chorus: Rooster] Sunset in the background never gets old Got some dirt on my boots Mud tires on the road And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am Seal the deal with a handshake and living off the land Party on the tailgate, drinking ice cold beer Plowing all day, hard work is in my soul And we all pray at night that we will get by Just another story of my backroads life