Backwoods - Justin Moore

Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass

Buck knife on my belt, ain’t no land for sale 'round here

Red clay country mud, sipping on a cold Bud

Blue tick coon hound you know where I’m found

Out in the backwoods down in the holler

Out in the backwoods, working hard for a dollar in the

Backwoods yeah we get it done right

Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight

Lordy have mercy it’s a real good life

In the backwoods, yes sir

Preacher’s daughter couldn’t get hotter

Floating that river on an inner tube with her, splash

35's and a lift kit how stuck can you get

Ain’t that just my luck where’s the chain I’m stuck

Out in the backwoods down in the holler

Out in the backwoods, working hard for a dollar In the Backwoods yeah we get it

done right

Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight

Lordy have mercy it’s a real good life

In the backwoods, yes sir

Out in the backwoods down in the holler

Out in the backwoods, working hard for a dollar In the Backwoods yeah we get it

done right

Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight

Lordy have mercy it’s a real good life

In the backwoods, down in the holler son

Down in the backwoods