[Intro: Charlie Farley]

Me personally I don't know a whole lot about these city streets

But I do know a little bit about where I come from

And that's that CO, yeah, you know country

[Chorus: Rooster]

Sunset in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road

And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am

Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer

Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul

And we all pray at night that we will get by

Just another story of my backroads life

[Verse 1: Charlie Farley]

I'm a Cossatot river runner been floatin' it goin'

Under Lad bridge since I was old enough to what? Hold a paddle

Passin' cattle while paddlin' faster 'cause it's getting late

I'm a master at holdin' three point two ounces throwin' baits

That's right, I chugalug, while chuggin' my Bud on the lake

I keep a bubba jug close in case the game warden shows his face

That is if there ain't an exit 'cause if I can I will escape

And kate away to a place where I'm straight and safe

We're lovers rather than fighters

But trust me you don't want to try us

We'll fight you but afterwards buy you a what?

A round of your choice

We talk in a low tone of voice

That's right that's them southern boys

Playin' in God's land and glad to be part of God's plan

[Chorus: Rooster]

Sunset in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road

And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am

Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer

Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul

And we all pray at night that we will get by

Just another story of my backroads life

[Verse 2: Rooster]

A simple man who raised up on days that passed on

So when I'm ridin' probably vibin' to a Cash song

Makes me think about grand daddy creepin' in his Jon boat

Mixin' up a Crown and Coke, sittin' up in that honey hole

So now I know the river like the back of my hand

And every year my family goes and parks some boats in the sand

Throw some wood in the pile and party all damn night

Just another story of my backroads life

[Verse 3: Uncle Snap]

I'm just a backroads eighties baby

Made in the country like grits and gravy

Some of y'all still call me crazy

Thank God the country raised me

Say them boys they came on up

Seen a lot of things since "Kickin' Up Mud"

I appreciate (Yup) all the love

My country veins pump country blood

Gave y'all something so y'all could ride

Been a country boys paradise

One-ninety proof, now let it shine

Been doin' this here since ninety-nine

Them city folks, they don't understand it

Chillin' in my country mansion

Double wide trailer on some land

I've been knocked down but I'm still standin'

[Chorus: Rooster]

Sunset in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road

And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am

Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer

Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul

And we all pray at night that we will get by

Just another story of my backroads life

[Verse 4: Charlie Farley]

Noodlin' catfish and muddin', yes sir, I am that Southern

We make deals without paperwork

Out in the hills, fresh killed meat on the grill

Ten fingers deep in the ribs of an ole ten point deer A.K.A. buck 'round here

Racks on the front of our trucks, got the balls on the stick shift

Packin' our lips up with snuff, give it up for that Red Seal (Yeah)

Ain't nothing quite like fishing in the evenin'

When the sun is glistenin' on the water settin', fallin', fallin'

Behind the tree line or runnin' trout lines in the mornin'

With papaw hopin' to pull in some more

Of them flat heads 'cause we wanna have a fish fry

That's the life that's the why, what, where, how, I love this place

Give it up y'all 'cause this is paradise

[Chorus: Rooster]

Sunset in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots, mud tires on the road

And we all talk alike, yes sir, no ma'am

Seal the deal with a handshake and livin' off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinkin' ice cold beer

Plowin' all day, hard work is in my soul

And we all pray at night that we will get by

Just another story of my backroads life