Kickin Ass And Takin Names

(альбом: Allowed To Be Loud - 2011)

I'm an outlaw country boy
What do you know about that
Step in front of this old freight train
Get tracks all up and down your back
I'm country and I ain't got no shame
I'm a long-haired redneck song of the South
Kicking ass and taking names
Lemme tell you bout it

Everybody here that's kick some ass
Throw your hands up
Wrote his name down
And told his punk ass to stand up
How many times you drew a line in the dirt
Kicked an ass took a name
And watched him leave with their feelings hurt
Hoot and holler if you've ever gone to battle
With that same lame dude that's all hat and no cattle
Who's got them rednecks ready to ride
When we know a broke nose makes two black eyes
See a bull is like a dance partner
Til you let him lead
And truth be told I can really make a turn it bleed
Super cracker neck snapper right at my step
I call my boy Jackie Strickland
You can call him Bottleneck
Call him what you want
You better call me the same
Just a backwoods riding redneck
Kicking ass and taking names
This is real country living
Where we put in our work
Kicking ass and taking names
Til your feelings get hurt

I'm an outlaw country boy
What do you know about that
Step in front of this old freight train
Get tracks all up and down your back
I'm country and I ain't got no shame
I'm a long-haired redneck song of the South
Kicking ass and taking names
Lemme tell you bout it

CB3 is always ready to ride
Just a long-haired country boy
Tougher than some rawhide
Six shooter loaded up hand on his hip
He's like Indiana Jones when he's cracking his whip
He'll rip them guitar strings country voice when he sings
Never scared to throw them knuckles
When that old bell rings
Sneedzilla yeah your favorite country cousin
Puts the country on the beat
That keeps the eardrums buzzing
Keep the trailer park jumping on a Saturday night
Another down and dirty white boy knocking out lights
Whether Cincinnati or the sticks of Tennessee
If you a Dixie fried redneck you're riding with me
Ha, all in all man we're having a ball
I ain't never walked away from a bar room brawl
So leave the guns and the knives and the fake gold chains
Knuckle up like a redneck I kick ass and take names

I'm an outlaw country boy
What do you know about that
Step in front of this old freight train
Get tracks all up and down your back
I'm country and I ain't got no shame
I'm a long-haired redneck song of the South
Kicking ass and taking names
Lemme tell you bout it

Yes sir! We're kicking ass and taking names
Country knuckles to the brain
Bottleneck and the creek
Walking tall and bringing the pain
Certified southern boys
Super crackers left hook
When you think you're riding high
Bam! Get your world shook
Yeah you know who we are
We dirty road superstars
Shine sipping kicking up the mud crackers here we are
Tennessee whiskey palmettos and some pine trees
Rolling in the southern wind
Won't you call me the breeze
Scratch like a game pit
Greedy like a hog tit
Yeah we swing for the fence
When we swing for your lip
Don't try and hide in the sticks we gonna hunt you hard
Kicking ass and taking names
Bet that on the farm
Hillbilly gut check
Time to roll up your sleeves
Hat turned around back
Chewing on tobacco leaves
Yes sir get you some
Country boys never wrong
I'm kicking ass and taking names
Yeah we can get her done

I'm an outlaw country boy
What do you know about that
Step in front of this old freight train
Get tracks all up and down your back
I'm country and I ain't got no shame
I'm a long-haired redneck song of the South
Kicking ass and taking names
Lemme tell you bout it