Fuck Xodus

Verse 1

There's diesel on my blue jeans, red dirt on my boots,

Worked every damn dollar, paid every one of my dues.

That Peterbilt's a preacher with straight pipes singing loud,

Rolling through the oil patch, making my old man proud.

Chorus

Fuck Xodus, CSW's the name,

We built this life with blood, sweat, and pain.

Big money rolling, ain't no handout ride,

Just a hard-working outlaw with the good Lord by my side.

Raise a little hell, let the stacks blow black,

CSW's moving forward, and we ain't looking back.

Verse 2

Three hundred degrees with the flowback running hot,

Long nights, no sleep, giving everything I've got.

Every mile's a memory, every scar tells why,

You don't earn this kind of living if you're scared to try.

Bridge

Some people talk, some people pretend,

We're still hauling freight from beginning to end.

Steel, smoke, and a full moon sky,

We'll keep on rolling 'til the day we die.

Final Chorus

Fuck Xodus, we're writing our own song,

CSW's been getting it done all along.

From the lease roads home to the county line,

This outlaw life suits me just fine.

Turn the radio up and let the whole town see,

There ain't no stopping this CSW family.