kiss my country ass lyrics – blake shelton

“kiss my country *ss”

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 *ss

well, i love turkey calls, overalls, wrangler jeans
smoke nothin’ but marlboro reds
tattoos up & down my arms,
and deer heads over my bed.
my granddaddy fought in world war two,
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 *ss.

if you’re a down home, backwoods redneck,
hey come on, stand up and raise your gl*ss.
but if you ain’t down with my outlaw crowd,
you can kiss my country *ss. aw yeah!

[instrumental break]

aw yeah…

well, there’s a whole lotta high-cl*ss people out there
that’s lookin’ down on me
cause the country club where i belong
is the 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 cl*ss
you can kiss my country *ss

if you’re a down home, backwoods redneck
hey, come on, stand up and raise your gl*ss
but if you ain’t down with my outlaw crowd
you can kiss my country *ss

well i’m a front-porch sittin’,
guitar pickin’, moonshine sippin’,
backer juice spittin’ country boy from the woods
and i love fried chicken & blue gill fishin’
and outlaw women, an’ 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 d*mn business
stay the h*ll outta mine.
if you got a problem with that
you can kiss my country *ss

i said if you got a problem with any of that
you can kiss my natural born, redneck to the bone
ever-lovin’ country *ss.

/ blake shelton lyrics