Tearing up the earth and knocking down those cornrows  Plowboy, mule and a size twelve steel toe  Working up a sweat, gonna meet her at the fishing hole  She got the bait and I'll bring the canepole  Let down the tailgate  Tonight she gonna get home late  Yeah, yeah  You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit  Hell yeah  Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred  Real live southern pride and country 'til the day we die  Styrofoam cooler keeping all them beers cold  Lights on a roll bar shining down a dirt road  Pontoons tied up right up to the floating dock  Girls keep it bouncing, dancing going non-stop  When it gets hotter  We naked in the water  Yeah, yeah  You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit  Hell yeah  Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred  Real live southern pride and country 'til the day we die  Yeah, yeah  You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit  Well, hell yeah  Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred  Yeah, yeah  You call us hicks from the sticks, we don't really give a shit  Well, hell yeah  Little redneck, corn fed, up a hollow, born and bred  Real live southern pride  Well, my daddy sure did raise me right  Nah, we ain't scared to fight  'Cause we're country 'til the day we die    these lyrics are submitted by Amber