Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun You might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son Our necks are burnt, and our roads are dirt And our trucks ain't clean The dogs run loose, we smoke, we chew, and fry everything Out here, way out here
Well, we don't take a dime if we ain't earned it When it comes to weight, brother, we pull our own If it's our backwoods way of livin' you're concerned with Well, you can leave us alone 'Cause we're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash, and John Deere Way out here
We got a fightin' side a mile wide, but we pray for peace 'Cause it's mostly us that end up servin' overseas If it was up to me, I'd love to see this country run Like it used to be, like it oughta be And just like it's done Out here, way out here
Well, we don't take a dime if we ain't earned it When it comes to weight, brother, we pull our own If it's our backwoods way of livin' you're concerned with Well, you can leave us alone 'Cause we're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash, and John Deere Way out here Way out here
Well, we don't take a dime if we ain't earned it When it comes to weight, brother, we pull our own If it's our backwoods way of livin' you're concerned with Well, you can leave us alone 'Cause we're about John Wayne, Johnny Cash, and John Deere About John Wayne, Johnny Cash, and John Deere Way out here Way out here
Our houses are protected by the good Lord and a gun You might meet 'em both if you show up here not welcome, son
Compositor: Casey Beathard / David Lee Murphy / Josh Thompson