Backroads and Backstraps

Kick dust

Big ruts

Camo up

(what’s up)

I got mud on my boots, on my four-door truck

Red clay caked on the doors, that’s luck

Slide through the rut, let it sling on the side

Whole crew hangin' off the tailgate, wild ride

Phone on do not disturb, just birds and frogs

Cooler in the back next to tackle and dogs

Sun goin' down, but the work just start

If it smell like gas and gun oil, that’s my heart

Muddin' in the cut, let it spray, let it spray

Ridin' on my Harley down the highway

Huntin' in the morn', hooks in the bay

This that backroad life, do it my way

Muddin' in the cut, let it spray, let it spray

Chrome pipes bark when I twist that play

Huntin' in the morn', hooks in the bay

This that backroad life, do it my way (my way)

Sunrise, tree stand, breath turnin' white

Deer trail right where we guessed last night

Steady hand, one shot, say a quick praise

Meat in the freezer, yeah we blessed for days

Midday, line cast way past that log

Bobber disappear, big pull, no jog

Reel drag sing while the boat rock light

Scales flash silver in the hot noon light

Muddin' in the cut, let it spray, let it spray

Ridin' on my Harley down the highway

Huntin' in the morn', hooks in the bay

This that backroad life, do it my way

Muddin' in the cut, let it spray, let it spray

Chrome pipes bark when I twist that play

Huntin' in the morn', hooks in the bay

This that backroad life, do it my way (yeah)

Backroad buzz, little gas, little smoke

Circle round a fire where the same jokes joked

Camo hat low, but the stars shine bright

We just country kids tryna live this right (live this right)

Muddin' in the cut, let it spray, let it spray

Ridin' on my Harley down the highway

Huntin' in the morn', hooks in the bay

This that backroad life, do it my way

Muddin' in the cut, let it spray, let it spray

Chrome pipes bark when I twist that play

Huntin' in the morn', hooks in the bay

This that backroad life, do it my way (my way)