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Where the rebels gone
We don't need another pretty boy singin pretty
Fake country boys country all wrong
Another Haggard or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I a preacher
I need a savior how bout

Can I get a

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

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

Fake country boys doin all wrong
Need Haggard or a Johnny Cash

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

I got scars on my knuckles a lap out in a parkin lot
wounds in my back from so called friends that take ______
There's snakes up in the
but bubba I'm used to walkin tall
And if i feel you're talkin
Won't second
Then jack jaw
Today the world we live in really tends to wash and fade
That's why if you ain't walkin then I don't care for shit you say
I met the I idolize
And so far there's some white ass
Just fakin
goodness

Tell me how that to fly
I'm on my right twang
Baby come and roll me

as it gets
And not the that you see on tv

I'm talkin ct
up some round rocks
30 r6 with a of stained Woodstock

Fake boys doin country all wrong
Need Another or a Johnny Cash
Somebody chewin baccer and ass
I need a
I need a savior, how y'all
Can I get a