Steppin' out a six inch
Lift kit, city slickers
Starin' like we came from Mars
Yeah, there ain't one dude in work boots
With his after-work crew
Paycheck burnin' in this bar
And I ain't ever been here before
But I'll tell you one thing is for sure
Little piece of Tennessee just walked right through that door
We 'bout to get this big city feelin' itty-bitty small
'Bout to hit 'em with some pickin' and some nitty-gritty songs
Boot flask full of that homemade sippin'
Take the hicks out the sticks, but the sticks come with 'em
You think you've seen country? But you ain't seen nothin' yet
We 'bout to do what we do best
And paint the town redneck
(And paint the town redneck)
All them doctors and lawyers
Bankers white collars
Ties started gettin' loose
And them girls in high fashion
Started shootin' jack when they all heard our accents
Hey girl, what's happenin'?
We 'bout to get this big city feelin' itty-bitty small
'Bout to hit 'em with some pickin' and some nitty-gritty songs
Boot flask full of that homemade sippin'
Take the hicks out the sticks, but the sticks come with 'em
You think you've seen country? But you ain't seen nothin' yet
We 'bout to do what we do best
And paint the town redneck
Like a catfish paper plate dinner
Like a bald eagle back tat, long live Skynyrd
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We 'bout to get this big city feelin' itty-bitty small
'Bout to hit 'em with some pickin' and some nitty-gritty songs
Boot flask full of that homemade sippin'
Take the hicks out the sticks, but the sticks come with 'em
You think you've seen country? But you ain't seen nothin' yet
We 'bout to do what we do best
And paint the town redneck
And paint the town redneck
I'll paint the town, boys
Paint the town redneck