Backwoods Lyrics - Justin Moore - Justin Moore

Rifle in a gun rack hangin' in the back glass 

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

Red clay country mud, sippin' 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, workin' 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 

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Preacher's daughter couldn't get hotter 

Floatin' 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, workin' 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 

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Out in the backwoods, down in the holler 

Out in the backwoods, workin' 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 

Out in the holler, son, out in the backwoods