A Country Boy Can Survive

The preacher man says its the end of time

And the mississippi river she's a going dry

The interest is up and the stock markets down

And you only get mugged if you go downtown

I live back in the woods you see

My woman,and the kids and the dogs and me

I got a shotgun and a rifle and a four wheel drive

And a countryboy can survive

Country folks can survive

I can plow a field all day long

I can catch catfish from dusk til dawn

Make our own whiskey and our own smoke too

Aint to many things these boys can't do

We grow good old tomatoes and homemade wine

And countryboy can survive

Country folks can survive

Because you can't stomp us out

And you can't make us run

Cause we're them ole boys raised on shotguns

We say grace and we say mam

Amd if you aint into that we don't give a damn

We came from the west virginia coal mine's

And the rocky mountains and the western skies

And we can skin a buck, we can run a trout line

And a countryboy can survive

Country folks can survive

I had a good friend in new york city

He never called me by my name just hillbilly

My grandpa taught me how to live off the land

And his taught him to be a business man

He used to send me pictures of the broadway nights

And I would send him some homemade wine

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife

For forty three dollars my friend lost his life

I'd love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes

And shoot him with my ole forty-five

Cause a countryboy can survive, country folks can survive

'Cause you can't stomp us out and you can't make us run

And we're them ole boys raised on shotgun

We say grace, we say mam

If you aint into that we don't give a damn

We're from north california and south alabam'

And little towns all around this land

We can skin a buck, and run a trout line

And a countryboy can survive

Country folks can survive

Countryboy can survive

Country folks can survive