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Where have the gone
We need another pretty boy singin pretty song
Fake country boys country all wrong
Need Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody baccer and whippin ass
I a preacher
I need a savior how y'all

Can I get a

Let me get a outlaw the man who raised me up
Hauling to Kentucky in the back of beat up trucks
Because all I'm now is Hollywood wearing some hunting gear
And tv bout idiots that think country is drinking beer
Sick of seeing skinny jeans smiling like a girl
I wanna see some kids with .22s poppin squirrels
I wanna see some young guns goin out on a duck
and _____________________ been acting like a bum
These trends got it twisted and they make country a style
Now Where's all my folks that could actually go survive

When that stock market crashes I'll be somewhere deep off in pines
Killin shit, ass, and taking what the hell is mine

Fake country boys country all wrong
Another Haggard or a Johnny Cash

Somebody chewin and whippin ass
I a preacher
I need a savior, how bout
Can I get a

I got scars on my from a lap out in a parkin lot
Knife wounds in my back so called friends that take ______
snakes up in the grass
but bubba shit I'm used to tall
And if i feel talkin shit
Won't guess
jack your jaw
Today the world we live in tends to wash and fade away
That's why if you ain't shit then I don't care for shit you say
I met the I idolize
And so far there's some ass lies
Just country
guys

Tell me how tends to fly
I'm on my right twang
come and roll with me

Backwoods as it
And not the shit you see on tv

I'm talkin ct
Kicking up round rocks
30 r6 with a seat of stained

Fake boys doin country all wrong
Another Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin and whippin ass
I need a
I need a savior, how bout
Can I get a