Truck Bed Testimony

Rust on the tailgate

Bible on the dash

Mud on my boots and

Last week's cash

Granddad’s old twelve gauge

Rattlin’ in the rack

Sticker on the bumper

“Don’t tread my track”

I’m shotgun and redneck

Backroad born

Cap pulled low from the county farm store

Raised on “yes ma’am

” “no sir

” and sweet iced pour

I’m shotgun and redneck

That’s my core

If you ain’t from here

That’s what it’s for

Hop in

Hang on

You’ll want some more (yeah)

Moon over cornfields

Crickets keepin’ time

Dents in this Chevy

Each one’s a sign

Koozie on a cold one

Dog in the cab

Heart on my sleeve and

Pride in my flag

I’m shotgun and redneck

Backroad born

Cap pulled low from the county farm store

Raised on “yes ma’am

” “no sir

” and sweet iced pour

I’m shotgun and redneck

That’s my core

If you ain’t from here

That’s what it’s for

Hop in

Hang on

You’ll want some more (come on)

You can keep your big-city silver and gold

I’ll keep this gravel and this grip I hold

On my land

My kin

My word

My way

If that’s too much

You wouldn’t last a day

I’m shotgun and redneck

Backroad born

Cap pulled low from the county farm store

Raised on “yes ma’am

” “no sir

” and sweet iced pour

I’m shotgun and redneck

That’s my core

If you ain’t from here

That’s what it’s for

Hop in

Hang on

You’ll want some more (oh)

I’m shotgun and redneck

That’s my lore

Same old soul they were fighting for