Demun Jones - Country Fried lyrics

Yeah, yeah

Louisiana, Alabama
Atlanta on my nana I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)
Big truck sittin' high
Don't cuss on the real that's
The way I ride
(That's the way I ride)
Redneck, red flag, white stripes
Good ol' boy 'til the day I die
('Til the day I die)
Uh, ripped jeans, whippin' grit's
And collared greens
Know what I mean? I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)

You see me rollin' in the
Four by, straw hat
Button up
City folks sittin' on the
Side lines shuttin' up
Lady on my right side, swim suit, cover kind
Home grown, home town, beauty queen
Lovin' my loyalty
Purple, gold that's royalty
Livin' in a small town's never old to me
Get gas OC GC everybody
I'm a role model so I'm showin' everybody
You can get what you want just don't listen
They told me that I'd never
Be in this position
It feels good to say it in a song finally
But I ain't never tryin' to live
No where but Jones County

Louisiana, Alabama
Atlanta on my nana I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)
Big truck sittin' high
Don't cuss on the real that's
The way I ride
(That's the way I ride)
Redneck, red flag, white stripes
Good ol' boy 'til the day I die
('Til the day I die)
Uh, ripped jeans, whippin' grit's
And collared greens
Know what I mean? I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)

Can you see me in the country
Moonshine, fishin' line
On stage sweatin' off, wait, that's go time
No time like right now to be who you are
9 to 5 workin', or a movie star
You see I laid brick for half of my life
Just to provide for my babies and my wife
Four dogs, a car, two trucks, and a big yard
Big gate out front
Neighbors say "Good God"
Sky full of stars to pray
Under when it's hard
Even when it's all good I thank the Lord
Everyday ain't 72 and sunny
And every joke I hear ain't funny
But I'm still country

Louisiana, Alabama
Atlanta on my nana I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)
Big truck sittin' high
Don't cuss on the real that's
The way I ride
(That's the way I ride)
Redneck, red flag, white stripes
Good ol' boy 'til the day I die
('Til the day I die)
Uh, ripped jeans, whippin' grit's
And collared greens
Know what I mean? I'm country fried

That's the way I ride
(Yeah) , 'cause I'm country fried
A rebel flag on my ride
(Come on)
'cause I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)
Same girl for life
'cause I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)
Yeah that's the way we ride
(That's the way we ride) , 'cause we
Country fried ('Cause we, 'cause we
Yeah)

Louisiana, Alabama
Atlanta on my nana I'm country fried
(I'm country fried)
Big truck sittin' high
Don't cuss on the real that's
The way I ride
(That's the way I ride)
Redneck, red flag, white stripes
Good ol' boy 'til the day I die
('Til the day I die)
Uh, ripped jeans, whippin' grit's
And collared greens
Know what I mean? I'm country fried

C-Country fried
See me rollin' in the four by, straw hat
C-Country fried
C-Country fried
'Cause we, 'cause we, we country fried