Moonshine, gun racks, God fearing folks, Johnny Cash
Way off base, but down here right on track
Lifes race; dead last, nascar sticker on a cadilac
Take her slow in a life that's way too fast
Well I may not never be upper class society
But I've met God and he told me to say
I've lied and I've messed up, done my fair share of you know what
But I don't try denying mistakes I've made
I may have a truckers mouth, but I drink till I pass right out
But I'll be heaven bound when it's my day
God loves all his rednecks just the same
A long week of hossing
Sunday church living up again with a six pack smile and a mind that's getting all the blame
One kiss good night shows the one true love of my life on a front porch swing on a August summer night
How ever I made her mind just smile and homemade wine thanks goes up to the heavens ever night CHORUS oh he loves us just the same
WEll I may fly on broken wings but that part never bothered me cause my buddies are here with a box of beer and we'll fix anything CHORUS X2
I might be third but it's still class and I got friends that watch my ass I wouldn't change a thing about the way I; ve made cause God loves all His rednicks just the same X2 he loves us just the same yeah gosd loves all his rednecks just the same