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Walker Hayes – Country Stuff Lyrics

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I tell you right here, if I was Shane McAnally, what Id do
Ill tell you what Id do, Id put right here, Id put
Lets go

I like beers cheap and cold
I like chairs that rock and fold
I like long cut wintergreen Skoal
And Redmans what I chew yeah, thats all, woo
Got a yard full of car parts in it
I can dress you a hog in a minute
Yeah, my number one amendment which one?
Is gonna have to be number two cause haha

I like shootin ducks and bucks hey
I like mud tires on my truck hey
I like old blue jeans, guitar strings and dirt roads
Everybody loves a dirt road you know
I like girls that like the woods
I like kissin em on the hood
I like green tractors, Dukes of Hazzard and grits yeah
You know here we go, country stuff

Country stuff, country stuff
I like country stuff
Country stuff, country stuff
I like country stuff hey

I sip whiskey from a handle handle
I got dogs named Jack and Daniel
Yeah, my favorite shirts are flannel me too, man
And Ill tear up some turnip greens ay
Now taxidermy, thats art
Favorite movie, you serious, Clark?
You know I love fishin in the dark yeah
The song and the real thing here we go

I like shootin ducks and bucks hey
I like mud tires on my truck hey
I like old blue jeans, guitar strings and dirt roads
Everybody loves a dirt road you know
I like girls that like the woods
I like kissin em on the hood
I like green tractors, Dukes of Hazzard and grits yeah
You know here we go, country stuff

Country stuff, country stuff cheese grits, man
I like country stuff cheese grits?
Walker, my mom makes the best
Cheese grits you ever put in your mouth
Country stuff, country stuff
I like country stuff get you some

Alright, and Im talkin bout what you talkin bout?
Tin roof rains, front porch swings
Back door, front door, both got screens
Callin turkeys, beef jerky that aint no turkey call
Sweet tea, yall, its all good

I like shootin ducks and bucks
I like mud tires on my truck
I like old blue jeans, guitar strings and dirt roads
Everybody loves a dirt road you know
I like girls that like the woods
I like kissin em on the hood
I like green tractors, Dukes of Hazzard and grits grits, yeah
You know, country stuff

Walker, grits does not rhyme with stuff
Well, man, Im just tryna feed the kids
Just say it, man, just say what it is, you can say
You cant say- that on the radio, man
Youre a wuss, man

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