Out in the country where he's from, there's a country boy on the run
Nobody knows where he's from, nobody knows
I'm a country boy living his life, got a home but living his life all wrong
Why does everybody wanna fight?, want to live a life that's always long
Yeah, country boys in the woods, that's how we were raised, that's how we party everyday
Always drinking Busch, just cause we like the taste
Yeah, drink it up, buttercup, while I mosey to my truck, gotta grab my new shotgun
I forgot to tell you that I play my guitar, and I can string up a nice tune
(Dance baby girl, just let it breathe)
Whatcha' tryna do, Whatcha' tryna prove?
Everybody wanna be like you
Yeah, getting in the groove, tryna make the moves, letting all the dudes know that I'm out here
Kicking up the dust, and I'm working on my talents
Tryna flex it up, and it took a lot of time to get 'round here
(I got a question)
Why they tryna steal my fun
Why they wanna block that sun
Why they tryna count my days
Why they wanna rain on my parade
We say hip hip hooray
They not getting through me
I'm a beacon for Texas, like a pecan tree
I already planted my symbol like a blue bonnet
Catch a bald eagle when you wanna be dishonest
Out in the country where he's from, there's a country boy on the run
Everyone knows where he is from, everyone knows
He's a country boy living his life
Got a mansion, living his life alright
Why do all the fans wanna fight
Maybe cause he tossed his hat in the sky