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Backwoods Lyrics By Justin Moore

    rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass
    buck knife on my belt ain’t no land for sale ’round here
    red clay country mud sipping 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 working 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

    preacher’s daughter couldn’t get hotter
    floating that river on an inner tube with her splash
    5’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 working 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

    out in the backwoods down in the holler
    out in the backwoods working 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 down in the holler son
    down in the backwoods

    Artist: Justin Moore

    Year: 2010

    Decade: 10s

    Language: en

    Word Count: 126