In Our Neck of the Woods

In our neck of the woods, we fry our chicken in a pan
When we see a truck pass by we throw up our hand
In our neck of the woods, we crank country in our cars
Got a fire and brimstone preacher the dogs run loose in the yard
In our neck of the woods
All kind of country is full of attitude
Born in the heart of a hard workin' man painted red white and blue
We’ll punch you in the nose if you get out of line
You better know where you’re going 'cause their ain’t no signs
In our neck of the woods, our necks bake in the sun
'Cause if we got a job to do you best believe we’ll get it done
In our neck of the woods, yeah we may talk slow
But actions speaker louder than words, just cross us then you’ll know
In our neck of the woods
All kind of country is full of attitude
Born in the heart of a hard workin' man painted red white and blue
We’ll punch you in the nose if you get out of line
You better know where you’re going 'cause their ain’t no signs
In our neck of the woods
All kind of country is full of attitude
Born in the heart of a hard workin' man painted red white and blue
We’ll punch you in the nose if you get out of line
You better know where you’re going 'cause their ain’t no signs
In our neck of the woods
Yeah in our neck of the woods