Hank Williams Jr. - A country boy can survive

^DThe preache^Am7r man says its the end of time And the ^GMississippi River shes a ^Dgoin dry ^DThe interest is up and the ^Am7stock markets down And you ^Gonly get mugged if you ^Dgo down town

^DI live back in the ^Am7woods you see My ^Gwoman and the kids and the ^Ddogs and me ^DI got a shotgun a rifle and a ^Am7four wheel drive And a ^Gcountry boy ^Am7can su^Drvive ^Am7Country folks ca^Gn su^Drvive

^DI can plow a field ^Am7all day long I can ^Gcatch catfish from ^Ddusk till dawn ^DWe make our own whiskey and our ^Am7own smoke too Ain't ^Gtoo many things these ole ^Dboys can't do We grow good ole tomatoes and ^Am7homemade wine And a ^Gcountry boy ^Am7can su^Drvive ^Am7Country folks ca^Gn su^Drvive

Because you ^Gcan't starve us out and you ^Fcan't make us run Cause ^Cwhen them ole boy raised ^Gon shotgun We say grace and ^Fwe say ma'am If you ^Cain't into that we do^Gn't give a damn

^DWe came from the West Vi^Am7rginia coal mines And the ^GRocky Mountains and the ^DWestern Skies And we can skin a buck we can ^Am7run a trot line And a ^Gcountry boy ^Am7can su^Drvive ^Am7Country folks ca^Gn su^Drvive

^DI had a good friend in ^Am7New York City He ^Gnever called me by my name ^Djust HillBilly My GrandPa taught me to ^Am7live off the land And ^Ghis taught him to be a ^Dbusiness man He used to send me pictures of the ^Am7Broadway Night And ^GI'd send him some ^Dhomemade wine But he was killed by a man with a ^Am7switch blade knife For ^Gforty three dollars my^D friend lost his life I'd love to spit some Beechnut in ^Am7that dudes eye And ^Gshoot em' with my ole ^D45 Cause a ^Am7country boy ca^Gn su^Drvive ^Am7Country folks ca^Gn su^Drvive

^DWere from North California and ^Am7South Alabam And ^Glittle towns all ^Daround this land And we can skin a buck and ^Am7run a trot line And a ^Gcountry boy ^Am7can su^Drvive ^Am7Country folks ca^Gn su^Drvive ^Am7Country boy ca^Gn su^Drvive Am7 G D Am7 ^D Country folks can survive................