• Song:

    Kiss My Country Ass

  • Artist:

    Blake Shelton

Verse 1

D (xx0232@1)Tearin' down a dirt road, rebel flag flyin',

'Coon dog in the back.   
D (xx0232@1)Truck bed loaded down with beer,

An' a cold one in my lap.  
A (x02220@1)
Earnhart sticker behind my head,  
                         G (320003@1)
An' my woman by my side.  
D (xx0232@1)Tail-pipe's poppin', the radio's rockin'

Country Boy Can Survive.  
 
Well, if you got a problem with that,  
       Cadd9 (x32030@1)A (x02220@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1)   (Riff 1) 
You can kiss my country ass.

Verse 2

D (xx0232@1)Well, I love Turkey calls, overalls,  
                                                  (Riff 2) 
Wrangler jeans: smoke nothin' but Marlboro reds.  
D (xx0232@1)Tattoos up an' down my arms,

An' deer heads over my bed.  
   A (x02220@1)
My Granddaddy fought in World War Two,  
                               G (320003@1)
An' my Daddy went to Vietnam.  
D (xx0232@1)An' I ain't scared to grab my gun,

An' fight for my homeland.  
 
If you don't love the American flag,  
       Cadd9 (x32030@1)A (x02220@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1)You can kiss my country ass.

Chorus:
                   A (x02220@1)                                   D (xx0232@1)If you're a down home, backwoods redneck, 
             A (x02220@1)                G (320003@1)           D (xx0232@1)C'mon, stand up an' raise your glass. 
                  A (x02220@1)                         D (xx0232@1)But if you ain't down with my outlaw crowd, 
            Cadd9 (x32030@1)A (x02220@1) G (320003@1)   D (xx0232@1)You can kiss my country ass.

Verse 3

D (xx0232@1)                                      
Well, there's a whole lotta high-class people out there,  
                             
That's lookin' down on me.  
D (xx0232@1)'Cause the country club where I belong,  
                       D (xx0232@1)Is the Honky Tonk till three in the mornin'.  
A (x02220@1)
I don't wear no fancy clothes,  
                              G (320003@1)
No ties or three-piece suits.  
D (xx0232@1)You can find me in my camouflage hat,

My tee-shirt an' cowboy boots.  
 
If that don't fit your social class,  
       Cadd9 (x32030@1)A (x02220@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1)You can kiss my country ass.

(Repeat Chorus)

Verse 4 
            D (xx0232@1)
Cause I'm a front-porch sittin',  
D (xx0232@1)               D (xx0232@1)
Guitar pickin', moonshine sippin',  
D (xx0232@1)                   D (xx0232@1)Bacca juice spittin' country boy from the woods.  
      D (xx0232@1)                   D (xx0232@1)
An' I love fried chicken an' blue gill fishin',  
    D (xx0232@1)                  D (xx0232@1)An' outlaw women, an' I wouldn't change if I could.  
A (x02220@1)                                                               G (320003@1)
I ain't tryin' to start no fight, but I'll finish one every time.  
D (xx0232@1)You just mind your own damn business,

And stay the hell outta mine.

If you got a problem with that,  
       Cadd9 (x32030@1)A (x02220@1) G (320003@1) D (xx0232@1)  
You can kiss my country ass.

Ending
 
I said if you got a problem with any of that,  
        A (x02220@1)     G (320003@1)
You can kiss my natural born,  
A (x02220@1)            G (320003@1)
Redneck to the bone,  
A (x02220@1)         G (320003@1)     D (xx0232@1)Ever-lovin' country ass.

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