Backroads Life - Mud Digger, The Lacs, Demun Jones

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

That’s that CO, yeah you know country

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 living off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinking ice cold beer

Plowing 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

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

Under Lad bridge since I was old enough to what?

Hold a paddle

Passing cattle while paddlin' faster cause it’s getting late

I’m a master at holding three point two ounces throwing bait

That’s right, I chugalug, while chuggin' my bug 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

Skate 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

Playing in God’s land and glad to be part of God’s plan

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 living off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinking ice cold beer

Plowing 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

A simple man raised up on days that passed on

So when I’m riding probably vibin' to a Cash song

Makes me think about grand daddy

Creeping in his jon boat

Mixing up a Crown and Coke

Sitting 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

I’m just a back roads 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 done came on up

Seen a lot of things since kicking up mud

I appreciate all the love

My country veins pump country blood

Gave y’all something so y’all could ride

It’s been a country boys paradise

One-ninety proof, now let it shine

Been doing this here since ninety-nine

Them city folks, they don’t understand it

Chilling in my country mansion

Double wide trailer on some land

I’ve been knocked down

But I’m still standing

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 living off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinking ice cold beer

Plowing 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

Noodlin' catfish and muddling

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

Packing our lips up with snuff

Give it up for that red seal

Ain’t nothing quite like fishing in the evening

When the sun is glistening

On the water setting, falling, falling

Behind the tree line

Or running trout lines in the morning

With papaw hoping 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 ya’ll

Cause this is paradise

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 living off the land

Party on the tailgate, drinking ice cold beer

Plowing 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