Oh, I punched the clock, I flipped the middle

Turned up a '90s country hammer with a fiddle

I went to pick me up a sixer at the Citgo

Ah, but sitting right beside it was a twelve

Hell

I rolled 'em down, I threw a dip in

I was a freaking bat out of it on a mission

I hit the gravel, spinning, givin' every piston

Up in this truck you'd have to kill me to sell

Hell

Good Lord, what a good life

Out here with the mosquitoes

Laid back on the hood like Steve

McQueen meets Bo Duke and Bocephus

Whatcha know 'bout Hankin' 'til the break of dawn?

Whatcha know 'bout smack dab in the middle, of nowhere?

Hey y'all, whatcha waitin' on?

Bring your hillbilly tailbone

Let's raise a little hell

Ah, hell

Ah, hell

Come Sunday morning, we're gonna pay it

We'll still be back there in the back row saying, "Amen"

Heaven knows we backslide sometimes, but the truth is

Just 'cause we gave last night

it don't mean we're going to it, hell

Good Lord, what a good life

Out here with the mosquitoes

Laid back on the hood like Steve

McQueen meets Bo Duke and Bocephus

Whatcha know 'bout Hankin' 'til the break of dawn?

Whatcha know 'bout smack dab in the middle, of nowhere?

Hey y'all, whatcha waitin' on?

Bring your hillbilly tailbone

Let's raise a little hell

Ah, hell

Hahahaha

Hey, what's wrong, Blake?

Damn, man, I think hell gave it to me last night

Does your head hurt?

Yeah, when I start feelin' better

your damn head's gonna hurt too, man

Hahahaha

Good Lord, what a good life

Out here with the mosquitoes

Laid back on the hood like Steve

McQueen meets Bo Duke and Bocephus

Whatcha know 'bout Hankin' 'til the break of dawn?

Whatcha know 'bout smack dab in the middle, of nowhere?

Hey y'all, whatcha waitin' on?

Bring your hillbilly tailbone

Let's raise a little hell

Ah, hell

Might as well

Yeah, bring your hillbilly tailbone

Let's raise a little hell

Hm