G Dm7 The preacher man says its the end of time C G And the Mississippi River shes a goin dry G Dm7 The interest is up and the stock markets down C G And you only get mugged if you go down town G Dm7 I live back in the woods you see C G My woman and the kids and the dogs and me G Dm7 I got a shotgun a rifle and a four wheel drive C Dm7 G And a country boy can survive Dm7 C G Country folks can survive G Dm7 I can plow a field all day long C G I can catch catfish from dusk till dawn G Dm7 We make our own whiskey and our own smoke too C G Ainʼt too many things these ole boys canʼt do Dm7 We grow good ole tomatoes and homemade wine C Dm7 G And a country boy can survive Dm7 C G Country folks can survive Chorus: C A# Because you canʼt starve us out and you canʼt make us run F C Cause when them ole boy raised on shotgun A# We say grace and we say maʼam C G If you ainʼt into that we donʼt give a damn Verse: G Dm7 We came from the West Virginia coal mines C G And the Rocky Mountains and the Western Skies Dm7 And we can skin a buck we can run a trot line C Dm7 G And a country boy can survive Dm7 C G Country folks can survive G Dm7 I had a good friend in New York City C G He never called me by my name just HillBilly Dm7 My GrandPa taught me to live off the land C G And his taught him to be a business man Dm7 He used to send me pictures of the Broadway Night C G And Iʼd send him some homemade wine Dm7 But he was killed by a man with a switch blade knife C G For forty three dollars my friend lost his life Dm7 Iʼd love to spit some Beechnut in that dudes eye C G And shoot emʼ with my ole 45 Dm7 C G Cause a country boy can survive Dm7 C G Country folks can survive Chorus. G Dm7 Were from North California and South Alabam C G And little towns all around this land Dm7 And we can skin a buck and run a trot line C Dm7 G And a country boy can survive Dm7 C G Country folks can survive Dm7 C G Country boy can survive Dm7 C G Dm7 C G Country folks can survive...
