I was raised in the sticks and hills Where you learn to shoot a gun before you can grip a wheel Never had much but it was always enough Where the day ain't over till the job gets done Never been big on no big city Ain't got street tires on my F-150 She can tell I'm from Alabam 'Cause when she back it up on me, I just tell her yes ma'am Sorry, Mama, gotta leave for a little while Hunt a couple bucks, let the money pile up No competition it's a one on one 4x4, gotta get it out the mud Southern drawl, I know y'all can't stand me Tried to rope me in, tie me up and brand me Talk your shit, I'm gonna live my life I'll be a country motherfucker till the day I die Kick the dirt up Till the day that I die You know I got a couple scratches on the chrome, but I'm built to last Haulin' 55 tons of kiss my ass Dirt on my face, blood on my knuckles But I ain't coming home till there's gold in the buckle Sorry, Mama, gotta leave for a little while Hunt a couple bucks, let the money pile up No competition it's a one on one 4x4 gotta get it out the mud 4x4 gotta get it out the mud 4x4 got to get out