I'm moving to the big city
To make a little bit of money
Then get back home
Now here I am living in a little sub-division
Surrounded by steel and stone
I've got a neighbor, he's a lawyer
His wife could be his daughter
He don't know what to think of me
'Cause I sunk my ball on a styrofoam bowl by the hole of the eighteenth green

'Cause I ain't out of the woods yet
Still got a blue collar and a red neck
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive
A country boy can survive
I say, hey y'all, and I reckon so with a massyo from head to toe
As corn-fed corn bread country as a boy can get
No, I ain't out, ain't out of the woods yet
Oh, I'm a little hell, baby

I've got a manicured lawn and a concrete pond
Where my buddies all like to hang
We fire up the smoker and get some pretty girl over
Crank the Hank and let 'em shake that thang
And when the Moon goes rising and the skeeters start to bite
All the neighbors is turning in
We be breaking out the shine in this hell yeah time 'till the Sun comes up again

'Cause I ain't out of the woods yet
Still got a blue collar and a red neck
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive
A country boy can survive
I say, hey y'all, and I reckon so with a massyo from head to toe
As corn-fed corn bread country as a boy can get
No, I ain't out, ain't out of the woods yet

Country of the corn way, sweet tea all day
If you don't know what I mean
I be sipping on some shine, put clothes on the line
Eating corn bread and butter, babe

'Cause I ain't out of the woods yet
Still got a blue collar and a red neck
Got a gun rack in the back window of my four wheel drive
A country boy can survive
I say, hey y'all, and I reckon so, with a massyo from head to toe
As corn-fed corn bread country as a boy can get
No, I ain't out, ain't out of the woods yet
Aw it's swampy
Oh you know that's in the woods, baby