Hell Out Of It (feat. Michael Ray)

These boots

They're the same ones we work in

Go to church in on Sunday morning

These trucks

If they ain't covered up in dust

They covered up in mud because it's storming

We all got a neck about as red as a Texaco star

And a collar about as blue as the light at the bar

Yeah in a town like this

If you leave you're gonna miss the hell out of it

Yeah I know it ain't much

But people like us love the hell out of it

That hard-earned yeah we burn the hell out of it

Them six-packs we tip back the hell out of it

Momma prays the devil stays the hell out of this life we're given

Because we're down here living the hell out of it

Us boys

Love drinking in these fields where we're gonna build a house up someday

With one of these girls

With that back-home in her smile

Gonna settle down that wild one day

'Til then every time that red sun's sinking

We'll be hanging around here out here singing

Yeah in a town like this

If you leave you're gonna miss the hell out of it

Yeah I know it ain't much

But people like us love the hell out of it

That hard-earned yeah we burn the hell out of it

Them six-packs we tip back the hell out of it

Momma prays the devil stays the hell out of this life we're given

Because we're down here living the hell out of it

Yeah the hell out of it

We all got a neck about as a red as a Texaco star

And a collar about as blue as the light at the bar

Yeah in a town like this

If you leave you're gonna miss the hell out of it

Yeah I know it ain't much

But people like us love the hell out of it

That hard-earned yeah we burn the hell out of it

Them six-packs we tip back the hell out of it

Momma prays the devil stays the hell out of this life we're given

Because we're down here living the hell out of it

Yeah the hell out of it

Yeah we gonna be living it big down here ain't we buddy?

Let's show 'em how we do it