Call It Country - Travis Denning

Just wiped off that last bit of sweat from that Kubota

Got a pre-game six pack ring of Busch waitin' on me

Gonna call up my girl, gonna call up my buddies

Roll to the bank, cash that Friday paycheck money

We circle up those step sides and fog light them woods

We ain’t got it all but we got it damn good

We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter

We crank that Charlie Daniel’s out them Ford and Chevy speakers

We throw it down in this Podunk town, ain’t afraid to get muddy

Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country

From Main Street to soybean fields at the county line border

We hunt, fish, drink, burn shit, cuss, pray, all in that order

Yeah call it backwoods, hillbilly, redneck, white trash

Whatever you come up with, it ain’t gonna change the fact

We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter

We crank that Charlie Daniel’s out them Ford and Chevy speakers

We throw it down in this Podunk town, ain’t afraid to get muddy

Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country

We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter

We crank that Charlie Daniel’s out them Ford and Chevy speakers

Stoned down in this Podunk town, ain’t afraid to get muddy

Call it what you want to

We throw it down in this Podunk town, ain’t afraid to get muddy

Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country