Hank Williams - Country Boy Can Survive Lyrics
The preacher man says it's the end of timeAnd the Mississippi River she's a groin' dryThe interest is up and the stock markets downAnd you only get mugged if you go down townI live back in the woods, you seeA woman and the kids, and the dogs and meI got a shotgun rifle and a four-wheel driveAnd a country boy can survive, country folks can surviveI can plow a field all day long, I can catch catfish from dusk till dawnWe make our own whiskey and our own smoke tooAin't too many things these ole boys can't doWe grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wineAnd a country boy can survive, country folks can surviveBecause you can't starve us out and you can't makes us runCause one of ‘em old boy's raisin' ole shotgunAnd we say grace and we say ma'amAnd if you ain't into that we don't give a damnWe came from the West Virginia coal minesAnd the Rocky Mountains and the and the western skiesAnd we can skin a buck, we can run a trout lineAnd a country boy can survive, country folks can surviveI had a good friend in New York CityHe never called me by my name, just hillbillyMy grandpa taught me how to live off the landAnd his taught him to be a businessmanHe used to send me pictures of the Broadway nightsAnd I'd send him some homemade wineBut he was killed by a man with a switchblade knifeFor forty three dollars my friend lost his lifeId love to spit some beechnut in that dudes eyesAnd shoot him with my old forty five'Cause a country boy can survive, country folks can survive'Cause you can't starve us out and you can't make us runCause one of ‘em old boys raisin' ole shotgunAnd we say grace and we say ma'amAnd if you ain't into that we don't give a damnWe're from North California and south AlabamaAnd little towns all around this landAnd we can skin a buck, we can run a trout lineAnd a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
