Randy Houser

Yeah I like to run with the ol' dogs
Learn bad habits from my Paw Paw
I got an in with the Outlaws
An' I can only sing like I talk y'all

I like to smoke from my left hand
Crank it out, stomp in a bar band
Firin' up another when the song ends
An' hangin', out here with my new friends, 'cause

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I'm a son of the son of the south
Daddy redneck, Momma half hippie
Taught how to talk straight not back
Or my little white butt get a whippin'
I like catfish, cookin' on a creek bank
Kind ya cant find in the city, y'all
I ain't just whistlin' Dixie

Well I ain't scared of a shotgun
Folks 'round here we all got one
Don't give a damn or a dat gum
If ya don't like where I come from

I like a girl from a down home
Even better without a thing on
Jump in ya better hang on
Fire it up an' we're long gone, 'cause

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Whistlin' Dixie

Written by TRIBBLE/HENRY
Published by Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC

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