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