Takin' Country Back

Tired of living with these city big wig pretty boys

Put a muzzle on the mouth of the blue-collar man's voice

Am I the only one who sees a problem in that?

So, this is for a man who runs that radio

Pull up a seat, relax and just take notes

'Cause I'm about to spit it some facts

And lucky pig, no, talk that shit

But these watered-down lyrics just stayed in there

And I don't see your callouses on your hands

So Lucky Slim didn't get his point across

'Cause when he asked for a little bit and loss

So, this time boy, we ain't gonna ask

We're takin' country back, yeah

And now you greedy white collars, only seeing dollar signs

You don't give a damn 'bout the guy chasin' white lines

What happened to saving someone's soul?

And honestly I don't know how y'all sleep at night

You take these kids and bleed their dreams dry

And y'all get rich while they're doing all the work

And lucky pig, no, talk that shit

But these watered-down lyrics just stayed in there

And I don't see your callouses on your hands

So Lucky Slim didn't get his point across

'Cause when he asked for a little bit and loss

So, this time boy, we ain't gonna ask

We're takin' country back, yeah

And I get so proud of songs

For struggling folks

Saying good enough for the radio

Well, that's just fine

'Cause I'm blue collared 'til I die

And lucky pig, no, talk that shit

But these watered-down lyrics just stayed in there

And I don't see callouses on your hands

So Lucky Slim didn't get his point across

'Cause when he asked for a little bit and loss

So, this time boy, we ain't gonna ask

We're takin' country back, yeah

We're takin' this motherfucker back, yeah