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kiss my country ass

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Blake Tollison Shelton (born June 18, 1976) is an American country music artist. In 2001, he made his debut with the single "Austin". Released as the lead-off single from his self-titled debut album, "Austin" went on to spend five weeks at Number One on the Billboard Hot Country Songs charts. This song was the first single from his gold-certified debut album, which also produced two more Top 20 hits. Although the album was released on Giant Records Nashville, Shelton was transferred to Warner Bros. Records Nashville after Giant closed in late 2001. Read more about Blake Shelton on Last.fm. User-contributed text is available under the Creative Commons By-SA License and may also be available under the GNU FDL.




kiss my country ass
blake shelton
Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin', coon dog in the back
Truck bed loaded down with beer and a cold one in my lap
Earnhart sticker behind my head and my woman by my side
Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin', Country boy can survive
If you got a problem with that, ha, ha, you can kiss my country ass

Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls, Wrangler jeans
Smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds
Tattoos up and down my arms
And deer heads over my bed

My Granddaddy fought in World War Two
But my Daddy went to Vietnam
And I ain't scared to grab my gun
And fight for my homeland
If you don't love the American flag
You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down home, backwoods Redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
You can kiss my country ass, aw yeah
Aw, yeah

Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there
That's lookin' down on me
'Cause the country club where I belong
Is a Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'

Don't wear no fancy clothes, no ties or three piece suits
You can find me in my camouflage cap
My T-shirt and cowboy boots
If that don't fit your social class
You can kiss my country ass

If you're a down home, backwoods redneck
Hey come on, stand up and raise your glass
But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd
You can kiss my country ass

Well, I'm a front-porch sittin', guitar pickin', moonshine
Sippin' backer juice spittin' country boy from the woods
And I love fried chicken and blue gill fishin'
And outlaw women and I wouldn't change if I could, no

I ain't tryin' to start no fight but I'll finish one every time
So you just mind your own damn business
Stay the hell outta mine, if you got a problem with that
You can kiss my country ass

I said, If you got a problem with any of that
You can kiss my natural born, Redneck to the bone
Ever lovin' country ass, that's right

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