[Intro: Charlie Farley]
Me personally I don't know a whole lot about these city streets
But I do know a little bit about where I come from
And that's that CO, yeah you know country

[Verse 1: Demun Jones]
I come straight from the heart of Georgia
Where I was bred born and raised
To be a respectful son and man
And follow hard workin' ways
Of that good southern livin'
That means you get what you earn
Don't you covet your neighbors stuff
You know that jealousy burns
You pay all your bills first
You play when you can afford it
Gotta take care of ya own folks
Nothing else can be more important
Than keepin' bread in the pantry
And some fresh milk in the fridge
Some good dogs in the yard
So they can play with both of my kids

[Chorus: Rooster]
Sunset in the background never gets old
Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road
And we all talk alike, yes sir and no ma'am
Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land
Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer
Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life
[Verse 2: Charlie Farley]
I'm a Cossatot river runner been floatin' it goin' under
Lad bridge since I was old enough to what, hold a paddle
Passin' cattle while paddlin' faster 'cause it's getting late
I'm a master at holdin' three point two ounces throwin' bait
That's right, I chugalug, while chuggin' my bug on the lake
I keep a bubba jug close in case the game warden shows his face
That is if there ain't an exit 'cause if I can I will escape
And skate away to a place where I'm straight and safe
We're lovers rather than fighters but trust me you don't want to try us
We'll fight you but afterwards buy you a what
A round of your choice
We talk in a low tone of voice
That's right that's them southern boys
Playing in God's land and glad to be part of God's plan

[Chorus: Rooster]
Sunset in the background never gets old
Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road
And we all talk alike, yes sir and no ma'am
Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land
Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer
Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life
[Verse 3: Rooster]
A simple man raised up on days that passed on
So when I'm ridin' probably vibin' to a Cash song
Makes me think about granddaddy creepin' in his John boat
Mixin' up a Crown and Coke, sittin' up in that honey hole
So now I know the river like the back of my hand
And every year my family goes and parks some boats in the sand
And throw some wood in the pile and party all damn night
Just another story of my backroads life

[Verse 4: Uncle Snap]
I'm just a back roads eighties baby
Made in the country like grits and gravy
Some of y'all still call me crazy
Thank God the country raised me
Say them boys done came on up
Seen a lot of things since kickin' up mud
I appreciate all the love
My country veins pump country blood
Gave y'all something so y'all could ride
Been a country boys paradise
One-ninety proof, now let it shine
Been doin' this here since ninety-nine
Them city folks, they don't understand it
Chillin' in my country mansion
Double wide trailer on some land
I've been knocked down but I'm still standin'
[Chorus: Rooster]
Sunset in the background never gets old
Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road
And we all talk alike, yes sir and no ma'am
Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land
Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer
Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life

[Verse 5: Charlie Farley]
Noodlin' catfish and muddin'
Yes sir I am that Southern
We make deals without paperwork
Out in the hills
Fresh killed meat on the grill
Ten fingers deep in the ribs
Of an ole ten point deer
A.K.A buck round here
Racks on the front of our trucks
Got the balls on the stick shift
Packin' our lips up with snuff
Give it up for that Red Seal
Ain't nothing quite like fishin' in the evenin'
When the sun is glistenin'
On the water settin', fallin', fallin'
Behind the tree line
Or runnin' trout lines in the mornin'
With papaw hopin' to pull in some more
Of them flat heads 'cause we wanna have a fish fry
That's the life that's the why what where how
I love this place
Give it up y'all
'Cause this is paradise

[Chorus: Rooster]
Sunset in the background never gets old
Got some dirt on my boots
Mud tires on the road
And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am
Seal the deal with a handshake and living off the land
Party on the tailgate, drinking ice cold beer
Plowing all day, hard work is in my soul
And we all pray at night that we will get by
Just another story of my backroads life