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Lyrics
(Verse)
Sun comes up on a two-lane road,
Old Ford rattlin’ with a heavy load,
Got a little dirt underneath my nails,
And a cooler full of stories I ain’t gonna tell.
Mama says, “Boy, you better slow it down,”
But I was raised somewhere outside of town,
Where the porch light’s on and the fire burns bright,
And we work all day just to raise hell at night.
(Pre-Chorus)
When that Friday bell rings,
You know where I’ll be—
Out back with the boys
And a cold drink in my hand.
(Chorus)
It’s whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
Little bit of hell and a whole lotta good times,
Boots on the porch and a truck in the drive,
We’re country as hell and we’re damn proud to be alive.
Got a little red dirt, got a little back road,
Got a little trouble everywhere we go,
If you’re lookin’ for me, brother, you know where I’ll be—
Whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
That’s all I need.
(Verse)
Got a girl sittin’ shotgun with her feet on the dash,
Laughin’ at me while I’m burnin’ that gas,
Radio crankin’ and the windows rolled down,
We’re raisin’ a little dust on the edge of town.
Got a fishing hole hidden past the pines,
A little piece of heaven that we call mine,
Ain’t got a mansion, don’t need no gold,
Just a six-string, a campfire and a story to hold.
(Pre-Chorus)
When the sun goes down,
And the stars come out,
That’s when this redneck life
Starts gettin’ loud.
(Chorus)
It’s whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
Little bit of hell and a whole lotta good times,
Boots on the porch and a truck in the drive,
We’re country as hell and we’re damn proud to be alive.
Got a little red dirt, got a little back road,
Got a little trouble everywhere we go,
If you’re lookin’ for me, brother, you know where I’ll be—
Whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
That’s all I need.
(Bridge)
We ain’t fancy, we ain’t rich,
We don’t give a damn about none of that shit,
Give me my friends, give me my land,
Give me a cold beer and a woman holdin’ my hand.
We work hard, play harder,
That’s just how we roll,
You can keep your city lights—
We got everything we need at home.
(Breakdown)
Whiskey!
Coffee!
Moonshine!
Hell yeah!
Whiskey!
Coffee!
Moonshine!
One more time!
(Chorus)
It’s whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
Little bit of hell and a whole lotta good times,
Boots on the porch and a truck in the drive,
We’re country as hell and we’re damn proud to be alive.
Got a little red dirt, got a little back road,
Got a little trouble everywhere we go,
If you’re lookin’ for me, brother, you know where I’ll be—
It’s whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
Little bit of hell and a whole lotta good times,
Boots on the porch and a truck in the drive,
We’re country as hell and we’re damn proud to be alive.
Got a little red dirt, got a little back road,
Got a little trouble everywhere we go,
If you’re lookin’ for me, brother, you know where I’ll be—
Whiskey, coffee and moonshine,
That’s all I need.
Details
GeneratedAug 18, 2026
Duration4:18
LanguageEnglish
Style
Red neck country rock, southern country rock, hick-hop influence, male
Credits
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