Cody Webb – Sticks

Sticks – Cody Webb Lyrics Letra:
Way out past your last chance for gas
We work hard for a dollar but we straight outta cash
Buddy we ain’t even got a map dot
But we ain’t worried bout what we ain’t got

No Instagram models from the big city
Just some hometown girls but they still pretty
We ain’t sippin’ red wine all yuppy’d up
We drinkin’ homemade shine from a red cup

We are what we are, we ain’t what we ain’t
We love what we love got Jesus and a truck and gas in the tank
And even if you ain’t from around here
you oughta stick around and have another round here
You’re gonna know it when ya see it goin’ down here
You could probably get used to this
Out here in the sticks

With my 30-06 in the gun rack, we talk country smack
And kids smash pennies on the railroad tracks
we keep out windows rolled down, music up loud
crankin’ everything from Skynyrd to Hank
We just livin’ off the land, raisin’ what we eat
Homegrown tomatoes spittin’ watermelon seeds
Blessing everybody’s heard while we’re snappin’ beans
On the front porch swingin’ on the front porch swing

We are what we are, we ain’t what we ain’t
We love what we love got Jesus and a truck and gas in the tank
And even if you ain’t from around here
you oughta stick around and have another round here
You’re gonna know it when ya see it goin’ down here
You could probably get used to this
Out here in the sticks

Out here in the sticks we raise blue ticks
If you’re truck gets stuck in the ditch
Hook it up to the wench in my 4 wheel drive
Yea, cause a country boy can survive

We are what we are, we ain’t what we ain’t
We love what we love got Jesus and a truck and gas in the tank
And even if you ain’t from around here
you oughta stick around and have another round here
You’re gonna know it when ya see it goin’ down here
You could probably get used to this
Out here in the sticks

Cody Webb – Sticks

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