Backroads Life - Charlie Farley/The Lacs

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 C O yeah you know country

Sun setting in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots mud tires on the road

And we all talk a lot yes sir no mam

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 a back road life

I'm a cossa tie river run up and float and it going

Under that bridge since I was old enough to hold a paddle

Passing cattle I peddle faster 'cause it's getting late

I'm a master at holding three point two ounces throwing bass

That's right I chugalug I chug a budd on my lake

I keep a budd just close in case a game

Warden shows his face

That's 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 rappers and fighters

But trust 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 still southern boys

Playing in God's land glad

I'd be part of God's plan

Sun setting in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots mud tires on the road

And we all talk a lot yes sir no mam

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 a back road life

The simple man who raised up on days that passed on

So when I'm riding probably vibeing to a cash song

Makes me think about big daddy

Creeping in his jon boat

Mixing up a crown and coke

Sitting up in the honey hole

See 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 d**n night

Just another story of a back road 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 that country raised us

Same boys that 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 can ride

It's been in the country boys paradise

One ninety proof I let it shine

Doing this 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

Sun setting in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots

Mud tires on the road

And we all talk a lot yes sir no mam

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 a back road life

Noodlin' catfish and muddling

Yes sir I am that southern

We make deals

With the paperwork

Out in the hills

Fresh killed meat

On the grill

Ten fingers deep in the ribs

Of an ole ten pick deer

AKA buck round here

Racks on the front of our trucks

Got their 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 pulling some more in

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

Sun setting in the background never gets old

Got some dirt on my boots

Mud tires on the road

And we all talk a lot yes sir no mam

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 a back road life