JUSTIN MOORE


Backwoods Lyrics

Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass
Buck knife on my belt, ain’t no land for sale ‘round here
Red clay country mud, sippin’ on a cold Bud
Blue tick coon hound you know where I’m found out in the

CHORUS:
Backwoods down in the holler
Out in the backwoods, workin’ hard for a dollar in the
Backwoods yeah we get it done right
Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight
Lordy have mercy it’s a real good life
In the backwoods, yes sir

Preacher’s daughter couldn’t get hotter
Floating that river on an inner tube with her, splash
35’s and a lift kit how stuck can you get
Ain’t that just my luck where’s the chain I’m stuck out in the

CHORUS:
Backwoods down in the holler
Out in the backwoods workin’ hard for a dollar in the
Backwoods yeah we get it done right
Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight
Lordy have mercy it’s a real good life
In the backwoods, son

CHORUS
Out in the backwoods down in the holler
Out in the backwoods workin’ hard for a dollar in the
Backwoods yeah we get it done right
Work hard, play hard, hold my baby tight
Lordy have mercy it’s a real good life
In the backwoods, down in the holler son
Down in the backwoods

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Songwriter(s): Justin Moore, Jamie Paulin, Jeremy Stover
Copyright: Emi April Music Inc., Pawpaw Paulin Publishing, Songs Of Countrywood, Big Music Machine, Emi Blackwood Music Inc., Double Barrel Ace Music
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