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Credits
PERFORMING ARTISTS
Travis Denning
Vocals
Miles McPherson
Drums
Tony Lucido
Bass
David Dorn
Keyboards
Chris Stevens
Programming
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Background Vocals
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Travis Denning
Songwriter
Chris Stevens
Songwriter
Jessi Alexander
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Jeremy Stover
Producer
Jim Cooley
Mixing Engineer
Jason Kyle Saetveit
Engineer
Julian King
Recording Engineer
Zach Kuhlman
Assistant Recording Engineer
Ted Jensen
Mastering Engineer
Lyrics
Just wiped off that last bit of sweat from that Kubota
Got a pre-game six pack ring of Busch waitin' on me
Gonna call up my girl, gonna call up my buddies
Roll to the bank, cash that Friday paycheck money
We circle up those step sides and fog light them woods
We ain't got it all, but we got it damn good
We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter
Crank that Charlie Daniel's out them Ford and Chevy speakers
Throw it down in this podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy
Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country
From Main street to soybean fields at the county line border
We hunt, fish, drink, burn shit, cuss, pray, all in that order
Yeah, call it backwoods, hillbilly, redneck, white trash
Whatever you come up with, ain't gonna change the fact
We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter
Crank that Charlie Daniel's out them Ford and Chevy speakers
Throw it down in this podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy
Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country
We keep that needle in the red on that hell raisin' meter
Crank that Charlie Daniel's out them Ford and Chevy speakers
Throw it down in this podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy
Call it what you want to
We throw it down in this podunk town, ain't afraid to get muddy
Yeah, call it what you want to, we just call it country
Oh yeah
Writer(s): Jessi Alexander, Travis Denning, Chris Stevens
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