Colt Ford, Willie Robertson - Cut 'Em All lyrics

You boys are ready in them woods
That's right

We cut 'em all, Jack
Yeah, we're tote them shotguns
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country boys don't never run
We cut 'em all, Jack
Yeah if it flies, it dies
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country's how we live our lives

They call me Colt Ford
A redneck boy from down in the south
I thank the good Lord for givin' me
A chance so I run my mouth
I represent country folks, hunt deer
Hunt ducks got trucks and livin'
Everyday we work and pray
Need some help a redneck would give it
I rock that camo fashion
Good old boys always on the move
We got the world askin' why it is
That we do what we do
We love the outdoors, God, family
Faith and friends
This here's redneck approved
Gonna stay that way until the very end

We cut 'em all, Jack
Yeah, we're tote them shotguns
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country boys don't never run
We cut 'em all, Jack
Yeah if it flies, it dies
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country's how we live our lives

They call me Boss Hog
Yeah I do it duck style
You keep your yuppie cars
Son I do it truck style
Ain't scared of gettin' dirty
Love to get a little mud on it
Stay close with God and guns, yeah
That's just the way we want it
It's just a family thing
That's how we get it did
If you don't know you better ask somebody
This is how country lives
Like bustin' them pin tails
Wood ducks and mallards too
Red haired canvas packs and tears
We're the Duck Commander y'all know the deal

We cut 'em all, Jack
Yeah, we're tote them shotguns
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country boys don't ever run
We cut 'em all, Jack
Yeah if it flies, it dies
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country's how we live our lives

Yeah, we're talkin' shotguns
Country boys don't ever run
Yeah if it flies, it dies
We cut 'em all, Jack
Country's how we live our lives