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  1. A Country Boy Can Survive

A Country Boy Can Survive Lyrics - Singles - Jake Worthington & Blake Shelton

The preacher man says it's the end of time 

And the Mississippi River she's a goin' dry 

The interest is up and the Stock Markets down 

And you only get mugged 

If you go down town 

I live back in the woods, you see 

A woman and the kids, and the dogs and me 

I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive 

And a country boy can survive 

Country folks can survive 

I can plow a field all day long 

I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn 

We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too 

Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do 

We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine 

And a country boy can survive 

Country folks can survive 

Because you can't starve us out 

And you cant makes us run 

Cuz we're them old boys raised on shotgun 

And we say grace and we say Ma'am 

And if you ain't into that we don't give a damn 

We came from the West Virginia coalmines 

And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies 

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

And a country boy 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 businessman 

He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights 

And I'd send him some homemade wine 

But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife 

For 43 dollars my friend lost his life 

Id love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyes 

And shoot him with my old 45 

Cause a country boy can survive 

Country folks can survive 

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

Cuz we're them old boys raised on shotgun 

And we say grace and we say Ma'am 

And if you ain't into that we don't give a damn 

We're from North California and south Alabam 

And little towns all around this land 

And we can skin a buck; we can run a trot-line 

And a country boy can survive 

Country folks can survive