A Country Boy Can Survive

The preacher man says it's the end of time And the Mississippi River she's a goin' dry The interest is up and the Stock Markets down And you only get mugged if you go downtown I live back in the woods, you see A woman and the kids, and the dogs, and me I got a shotgun rifle and a 4-wheel drive And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive I can plow a field all day long I can catch catfish from dusk 'til dawn We make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive Because you can't starve us out And you can't makes us run 'Cause one-of-'em old boys raised on shotgun And we say grace and we say Ma'am And if you ain't into that we don't give a damn We came from the West Virginia coalmines And the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skies And we can skin a buck, we can run a trot line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive 'Cause you can't starve us out And you can't makes us run 'Cause one-of-'em old boys raised on shotgun And we say grace and we say Ma'am And if you ain't into that we don't give a damn We're from North California and south Alabama And little towns all around this land And we can skin a buck, we can run a trot line And a country boy can survive Country folks can survive A country folks can survive Yeah, a country folks can survive