| Well so you think you’ve got some county line cred' |
| 'Cause you rode a dirt road or two |
| You got a Mossy Oak hat on top of your head |
| And a southern pride tattoo |
| Yeah, you might’a drank a little grain alcohol |
| Or hauled a little hay |
| But if you think your boots got more dirt than mine |
| I got one thing to say |
| My town’s smaller than your town |
| And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall |
| I got a little more kick in my drawl, y’all |
| I got a little more spit in my chaw |
| And my truck’s louder than your truck |
| And my collar’s a little more blue |
| You might think that you’re redneck |
| But I’m rednecker than you, yes I am |
| I got a car parked in my front yard |
| With a floorboard full of Slim Jims |
| I piss where I want to |
| And I fish where I swim |
| Yeah, I bet you ain’t got it on a tailgate |
| Or killed a copperhead a time or two |
| Man, if you’re thinking you’re a better beer drinker |
| Buddy, I’ve got news for you |
| My town’s smaller than your town |
| And I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall |
| I got a little more kick in my drawl, y’all |
| I got a little more spit in my chaw |
| And my truck’s louder than your truck |
| And my tick hound’s a little more blue |
| You might think that you’re redneck |
| But I’m rednecker than you, I’m rednecker than you (Woo!) |
| Yeah, I’m down with the sound of a dixie whistle |
| Raising hell, praising dale twelve in at Bristol |
| More sweat on my brow at the end of the day |
| So needless to say |
| My town’s smaller than your town |
| I got a bigger buck and bass on my wall |
| And I ain’t tryin' to talk no smack |
| It’s just the facts y’all |
| 'Cause my truck’s louder than your truck |
| And my red white’s a little more blue (Damn right!) |
| You might think that you’re redneck |
| But I’m rednecker than you, I’m rednecker than you |