(Chorus - Anthemic Southern Rock)
OH, RUTHERFORDTON COUNTY, HELL YEAH!
We were born to raise hell, didn't care what they say!
Broad River running, wild and free
Just like us, baby, for all the world to see!
Moonshine flowing, engines roaring loud
We were the kings and queens of this damn crowd!
Fights in the parking lot, just to prove a point
Yeah, we lived it up, every single joint!
Yeah, they say those days are gone, but they live in our hearts
Every scar, every laugh, tearing us apart
From the memories we made, to the lessons we learned
This ain't just a county, it's a fire that burned!
OH, RUTHERFORDTON COUNTY, HELL YEAH!
We were born to raise hell, didn't care what they say!
Broad River running, wild and free
Just like us, baby, for all the world to see!
Moonshine flowing, engines roaring loud
We were the kings and queens of this damn crowd!
Fights in the parking lot, just to prove a point
Yeah, we lived it up, every single joint!(Outro)
[Heavy guitar riff fades out with a final crash of drums and a sustained power chord. A final, guttural shout.]
Rutherfordton! Booyah!