Upchurch Red White And Blue Jeans Lyrics
Red White And Blue Jeans by Upchurch
[Verse 1]
Well I'm from down in the hollow, where the creek turns brown
Apple pie 'shine looks the same
Where the kids run loose, got the chickens and the coop
And the dog ain't got no chain
You can call me white trash, you can say what you want
But buddy at the end of the day
I'm a true blue-collar, sweatin' bullets for the dollar
Proud to live in the USA
[Chorus]
Well A M E R I C A
I love guns, God, girls, and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right out of my nine
The roads are dirt and the hills are rollin' green
In the land of the red, white and blue jeans
Red, white and blue jeans
[Verse 2]
Well I was out in the woods at about age six
Poppin' pennies out of trees with a Remington
Daddy taught me hard work, mama taught me class
And grandpa taught me how to kick someone's ass
I grew up on Tombstone, and Lonesome Dove
John Wayne , Wyatt Earp, and Dale Earnhardt
I was raised to respect and protect my kin
No matter right or wrong or what they did
[Chorus]
Well A M E R I C A
I love guns, God, girls, and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right out of my nine
The roads are dirt and the hills are rollin' green
In the land of the red, white and blue jeans
Red, white and blue jeans
[Verse 3]
I might smoke a little grass, but that's okay
No worse than what I'm seein' on the news today
Hate groups puttin' their towns in flames
And the president wants to take our guns away
Everybody wanna lie just to save their ass
Don't ride a fat chick, bitch, you can't go cash
'Cause I'm God-fearin' barefoot, muddy water bloodline
Yellin' USA at every single damn show of mine
[Chorus]
A M E R I C A
I love guns, God, girls, and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right out of my nine
The roads are dirt and the hills are rollin' green
In the land of the red, white and blue jeans
Red, white and blue jeans
[Outro]
We're loud, we're proud
Stand up for what's right, so bubba watch your mouth
Got fire in a jar, John Deere green
In the land of red, white and blue jeans, aww yeah
Red, white and blue jeans
Well I'm from down in the hollow, where the creek turns brown
Apple pie 'shine looks the same
Where the kids run loose, got the chickens and the coop
And the dog ain't got no chain
You can call me white trash, you can say what you want
But buddy at the end of the day
I'm a true blue-collar, sweatin' bullets for the dollar
Proud to live in the USA
[Chorus]
Well A M E R I C A
I love guns, God, girls, and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right out of my nine
The roads are dirt and the hills are rollin' green
In the land of the red, white and blue jeans
Red, white and blue jeans
[Verse 2]
Well I was out in the woods at about age six
Poppin' pennies out of trees with a Remington
Daddy taught me hard work, mama taught me class
And grandpa taught me how to kick someone's ass
I grew up on Tombstone, and Lonesome Dove
John Wayne , Wyatt Earp, and Dale Earnhardt
I was raised to respect and protect my kin
No matter right or wrong or what they did
[Chorus]
Well A M E R I C A
I love guns, God, girls, and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right out of my nine
The roads are dirt and the hills are rollin' green
In the land of the red, white and blue jeans
Red, white and blue jeans
[Verse 3]
I might smoke a little grass, but that's okay
No worse than what I'm seein' on the news today
Hate groups puttin' their towns in flames
And the president wants to take our guns away
Everybody wanna lie just to save their ass
Don't ride a fat chick, bitch, you can't go cash
'Cause I'm God-fearin' barefoot, muddy water bloodline
Yellin' USA at every single damn show of mine
[Chorus]
A M E R I C A
I love guns, God, girls, and the NRA
I say what I want at any given time
Ain't afraid to pop a round right out of my nine
The roads are dirt and the hills are rollin' green
In the land of the red, white and blue jeans
Red, white and blue jeans
[Outro]
We're loud, we're proud
Stand up for what's right, so bubba watch your mouth
Got fire in a jar, John Deere green
In the land of red, white and blue jeans, aww yeah
Red, white and blue jeans