[Chorus: Charlie Farley]

Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five

A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires

A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire

We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies

Tell the lies, tell the lies

You better tell them guys, tell them guys

As long as I'm alive

We live in a country folks anthem

[Verse 1: Lenny Cooper]

I'm country to the bone, southern to the soul

And I'm proud of my home 'cause it's dirt road

I'm topped alright, big tall, if you can't find me in town

Then you can catch me at a mud bog

Damn right, son, that's just how it is

It's grillin' deer meat and fryin' up some fish

Around here's dirt road and some mud holes

Plenty of places to put your truck in four low

And on the weekends, we build them bonfires

With them trucks gathered 'round, sittin' on some big tires

Passin' out moonshine, havin' us a good time

No worries in the world, everything's just fine

And that's the joy of livin' in the south

There's a one way in and a one way out route

Lenny Cooper and Charlie Farley on this anthem song

If you know the words, come on, sing along

[Chorus: Charlie Farley]

Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five

A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires

A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire

We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies

Tell the lies, tell the lies

You better tell them guys, tell them guys

As long as I'm alive

We live in a country folks anthem

[Verse 2: Charlie Farley]

Charlie Farley hooked up with Lenny Cooper

He threw me in the truck as tough as Lex Luger

It was loud as a Ruger, no, I didn't look down

No tellin' what that altitude'll do to ya

I've been in tune with this life since I was a junior

In Junior High barely able to drive

And out where the headlights will go out of sight underwater

We be on the CB like, "Bring the chain"

I got forty-seven big, same amount of dogs

Fifty leather skins and a couple of hogs

I build a turkey bin, raise 'em 'til I kill 'em all

Just to feed my kids up this country where I live, yo

Run 'em out of sight and so I'm out of mind

'Til I get on the mic, that's when I lose my mind

I talk about our life and how we get down

Down here by speakin' that country folk sayin' code, come on

[Chorus: Charlie Farley]

Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five

A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires

A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire

We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies

Tell the lies, tell the lies

You better tell them guys, tell them guys

As long as I'm alive

We live in a country folks anthem

[Bridge: Charlie Farley & Both]

Uh, dirty clothes, mud holes

A can of Skoal and a dirt road (Now that's country)

Forty-fours and holes in a screen door

And sweet tea by the boatload (Yeah, that's country)

Four folks and it's good as gold

Wanna have you a time, we'll put on a show

But you better take you some NoDoz ('Doz)

We ain't leavin' 'til the gates close (Close)

[Chorus: Charlie Farley]

Livin' the simple life, three-sixty-five

A jacked-up truck and buckshot tires

A cold Bud Light and a big bonfire

We just drink and smoke and then tell the lies

Tell the lies, tell the lies

You better tell them guys, tell them guys

As long as I'm alive

We live in a country folks anthem