Hell Yeah

|A Bm7 |G D | 4x A I’m a set ‘em up shoot ‘em Bm7 G D No card losing, son of a gun stud I am A Bm7 I'm a throw down fighter, pull an all-nighter G D Been known to not give a damn A Bm7 I’m a mason jar sipper, mud tire peeler G D Back woods hillbilly king A Bm7 And I've walked the line a few times G D But that don’t mean a damn thing A Bm7 Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck G D Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud A Bm7 Hell no I've never been the type to back down G D So you better think twice before you run that mouth A Bm7 Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing G D And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen A Bm7 Hell no I will never leave ole’ Dixie G D Right here I'll stay you can keep your city A Bm7 G D He-ell yeah A Bm7 I'm a redneck blue collar work hard for a dollar G D One crazy s.o.b. A Bm7 I know when to hold ‘em, I know when to fold ‘em G D You don’t want to mess with me A Bm7 Well I was raised in the sticks, grew up with the hicks G D Crank up the Coe all day long A Bm7 And I'mma sit right here and drink this beer G D And live life like a country song A Bm7 Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck G D Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud A Bm7 Hell no I've never been the type to back down G D So you better think twice before you run that mouth A Bm7 Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing G D And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen A Bm7 Hell no I will never leave ole’ Dixie G D Right here I'll stay you can keep your city A Bm7 G D He-ell yeah A Bm7 Well some people think I'm crazy, well hell that’s ok Esus4 E I'll just stomp my foot down in southern ground G And this is what I'll say…. A Bm7 Hell yeah I like to drive my pick-up truck G D Roll smoke, and drink beer, and get stuck in the mud A Bm7 Hell no I've never been the type to back down G D So you better think twice before you run that mouth A Bm7 Hell yeah I like hunting, fighting, and fishing G D And the smell of my girl cooking up in the kitchen A Bm7 Hell no I will never leave ole’ Dixie G D Right here I'll stay you can keep your city A Bm7 G D He-ell yeah A Bm7 G D He-ell yeah, alright |A Bm7 G |Bm7 A D | |A Bm7 G |Bm7 A D |