backwoods lyrics – justin moore

“backwoods”

rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back gl*ss
buck knife on my belt, ain’t no land for sale ’round here
red clay country mud, sippin’ on a cold bud
blue tick c**n hound you know where i’m found out in the

[chorus]
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

preacher’s daughter couldn’t get hotter
floating 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

[chorus]
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, son

[chorus]
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, down in the holler son
down in the backwoods

/ justin moore lyrics