A Country Boy Can Survive

By: Hank Williams Jr.
       
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	The preacher man says its the end of time
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	And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry
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	The interest is up and the stock markets down
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	And you only get mugged if you go down town

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	I live back in the woods you see
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	My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
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	I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive
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	And a country boy can survive
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	Country folks can survive

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	I can plow a field all day long
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	I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn
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	We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too
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	Ain't too many things these ole boys can't do
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	We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine
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	And a country boy can survive
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	Country folks can survive	

Chorus 

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	Because you can't starve us out and you can't make us run
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	Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun
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	We say grace and we say ma'am
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	If you ain't into that we don't give a damn


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	We came from the West Virginia coal mines
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	And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies
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	And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line
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	And a country boy can survive
        

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	Country folks can survive
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	I had a good friend in New York City
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	He never called me by my name just HillBilly
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	My GrandPa taught me to live off the land
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	And his taught him to be a business man
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	He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night
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	And I'd send him some homemade wine
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	But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife
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	For forty three dollars my friend lost his life
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	I'd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye
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	And shoot em' with my ole 45
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	Cause a country boy can survive
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	Country folks can survive

Chorus..................


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	Were from North California and South Alabam
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	And little towns all around this land
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	And we can skin a buck and run a trot line
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	And a country boy can survive
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	Country folks can survive
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	Country boy can survive
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	Country folks can survive................