Country Got It Right

To hell with all this traffic and to hell with all our taxes Stuck at these damn red lights, man, yeah We're all just living backwards I wish, just for a second, we could slow down And ride on the wings of a blue-collar crowd You can bet your life that country got it right We got the boom box going boom, and we got beer stains on our boots We got mud on the tyres and real big fires Man, find me somethin' to shoot We got sparks lightin' up the sky Having ourselves a redneck time I need four chords and the truth, me and you Country got it right, yeah We don't need no fancy cocktails with names I can't pronounce Or our food deconstructed like we're building ourselves a house We need more tailgates and shine as the day turns into night Talkin' shit out in the stix, yeah, country, keep gettin' it right We got the boom box going boom and we got beer stains on our boots We got mud on the tyres and real big fires Man, find me somethin' to shoot We got sparks lightin' up the sky Having ourselves a damn good time I need four chords and the truth, me and you Country got it right, yeah (Ooo, yeah) Woo Man, this concrete's gettin' old I just need to free my soul And swap the satellites for a big bonfire Let's play some more country tonight With the boom box going boom And we got beer stains on our boots We got mud on the tyres and real big fires Man, find me somethin' to shoot We got sparks lightin' up the sky Having ourselves a redneck time I need four chords and the truth, me and you Country got it right, yeah (Ooo, yeah) Hey Country got it right, yeah Man, this concrete's gettin' old I just need to free my soul And swap the satellites for a big bonfire Let's play some more country tonight