If all the clothes you wear are camouflage   And you drive around in a dually Dodge   With a blue-tick hound ridin' in the bed    You're red, you're red      If you're into sittin' in a tree stand for daylight   With an eight point buck in your sights   And not for sport but to keep your fed   You're red, man you're red      You're red, white and blue   Country through and through      If your arms are tan and your chest is white   And your idea of eatin' right    Is turnip greens, fried chicken and cornbread   You're red, You're red      Now, if you don't know who your congressmen are   But you can name every driver in NASCAR   And you cried when you heard Earnhardt was dead   You're red, man you're red      You're red, white and blue   Country through and through      You're American lovin', flag wavin', northern-southern family raisin'   Workin', playin', heaven prayin' country through and through      If Haggard sings your favorite song   And you learned the difference between right and wrong   With a hickory switch out behind the shed   You're red, you're red      If your letter jacket says FFA   And you spend your summers bailin' hay   With a John Deere cap sittin upon your head   You're red, man you're red   You're red, you're red   R-E-D