Yeah
We're farmers' sons an' preacher's boys
Small town with big toys
Call us fools or call us brave,
On rainy nights, we parade,
In four wheel drives; the girls in jeans too tight
Ain't no drive dirt there ain't no dust

Got mud, no fear, Bocephus, cold beer
We bounce, we slide, we sing while we ride
We don't like paved streets, asphalt or concrete:
Got mud; yeah, we got mud

We spend days at the lake,
Kickin' back an soakin' rays
Sunburn, it ain't no fun,
I'd trade a day in the sun for a good downpour
That's what we're prayin' for:
We know every time it rains on us:

Got mud, no fear, Bocephus, cold beer
We bounce, we slide, we sing while we ride
We don't like paved streets, asphalt or concrete:
Got mud; we got mud

(Whoo, who's playin' that thing?)

A good downpour
That's what we're prayin' for:
We know every time it rains on us:

We got mud, no fear, (No fear)
Bocephus, cold beer
We bounce, we slide, (We slide)
We sing while we ride
We don't like paved streets, asphalt or concrete:

We got mud, no fear, Bocephus, cold beer
We bounce, we slide, we sing while we ride
We don't like paved streets, asphalt or concrete:
Got mud; we got mud

Mmm, got mud
Yeah, we got mud
(Got mud no fear)
(Got mud no fear)
I like to get dirty, you know what I mean
(Got mud no fear)
We got mud