Album Cover Real Country

Real Country

Upchurch

5

Oh-oo-woah-oo-woah

Oh-oo-woah-oo-woah

Oh-oo

Caught up in the life of a modern-day cowboy

Ridin′ that Harley like I had to go steal one

Chasin' that high, danger when I wake

Dodgin′ every single bullet that's fired my way

A gun and mudslinger on them county roads

Southern boy, tattoos from head to toe

To hell with bein' pretty for the camera and phones

I came to get dirty and I got one goal

To leave out a legend by any means

Ride the storm no matter how bad it seems

Give ′em hell ′til the flames charcoal the game

Never even try to fix my down home twang

To be the lone wolf of the country scene

The new age, "Man in Black" that the people need

Tell 'em, "Talk that shit, to me, it means nothin′"

I'm only speakin′ for real country (real country)

Only speakin' for real country

Don′t put your two cents in on what I should do

Unless you been whiskey-bent blarin' Chris LeDoux

Unless you got a couple scars for a story to prove

Or the soles ain't worn in a pair of work boots

I grew up in a way that′s gettin′ erased

Dixieland pride, they wanna fade the face

And stick a pretty boy in to get us replaced

But you don't wanna get yanked by a fan of Hank

Runnin′ circles around y'all like Dale at Talladega

Take a bite outta you like salt on tomatoes

And I tell you how it is, then you tuck your tail

I ain′t even gotta say it 'cause everybody could tell

I′m leavin' out a legend by any means

Ride the storm no matter how bad it seems

Give 'em hell ′til the flames charcoal the game

Never even try to fix my down home twang

To be the lone wolf of the country scene

The new-age, "Man in Black" that the people need

Tell ′em, "Talk that shit, to me, it means nothin'"

I′m only speakin' for real country (woah-oo-woah-oh-oo)

A Copenhagen smile when I talk that smack

Shotgun and a rifle hangin′ in the back

Creed Fisher said it and I'll have his back

You′ll be meetin' the country boys if you burn that flag

We're leavin′ out respected by any means

Ride a storm, no matter how bad it seems

Give ′em hell 'til the flames charcoal the game

Never even try to fix my down home twang

To be the lone wolf of the country scene

The new age, "Men in Black" that the people need

Tell ′em, "Talk that shit, to me, it means nothin'"

I′m only speakin' for real country

I′m only speakin' for real country