colt ford
this is our song (remix)
yeah yeah colt ford this is the remix i'm still county y'all it ain't ever change i'm still georgia boy i still rep la grange i'm still drinkin' jim beam and jack d and that and i'll tell you what i'm feeling new again call up colt and danny like lets do it then lets cut the song and drink the cold beer tell them suckers get on i'm in my zone here i took my city homie snipin' last night told them here hold this bag and this flash light and we gone run them this way just hold tight ain't ever got him one but we laughed the whole night yeah life it great i can't complain i entertain sing and do my thing i just smile when haters say my name it's bubba k the whole can't maintain this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down and if you don't like it then don't come around welcome to our neck of the forest city folks arn't checkin' for us it's not petty coat junction it's bug zappers on porches it's 105 and muggy skin scoarches in the heaters and nats and helicopter size mosquitos try to eat us we need eaters we believe in jesus we got a deep seeded respect for those that fought to keep our freedom we support our folks so i'm burnin' with colt ford bubba and demun by the way i'm danny thats athens la grange charles county jack don't get one in the front and out your back my people say this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down and if you don't like it then don't come around slap stompin' through the country in my red wing boots i was raised up in the south where i planted my roots you know i got to throw it up for people in the back wood tailgate down ridin' round like a lac should no one ever liked a city slicker with a fat mouth bring it round here bet you'll get your ass knocked out down home boys on this song to make you feel fine can't tell make you play some hick-hop for me one time ol' colt called me up said he needed some help i filled my cup in the trunk now i'm flyin' like hell i ain't ever been rehearsed i don't need no saddle this is real country talk this ain't american idol i made the noise for my boys they workin' so hard the rednecks checks to checks and the trailer parks hick-hop and body rock and put it up on the wall country folks world wide now this all for y'all this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down and if you don't like it then don't come around well looky right here it's like a family reunion everybody gather round and take communion colt and bubba k like snow man and bandit demun they can't stand it just how we planned it lord let the water wash away our sins and danny demun the lacs and good friends 'cause folks from the country ain't afraid of jack we drink him and jim and holla hym amazing grace how sweet the sound and if you get in my face i'm a tear of the place and leave you layin' in the southern ground this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down if you're from a small town and you're never gonna leave it this is our song everybody sing it clap your hands y'all and do it like you mean it stand our ground and we don't back down and if you don't like it then don't come around it's about baggy jeans buckled and georgia boots these mud bog tires chrome 22's 'cause we country folks raised on breakin' rocks always got something with the clip in the glove box the rifles tucked behind the rear seat if you see a buck duck my wife cooks the deer meat it's a spectacle you should really come see this dj's mixed outkast with kenny chesney