Come Back As A Country Boy

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When I die, I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be My back is always breaking, my dogs are always barking My money has trouble making and my truck has trouble starting I'm up before the sun, either hauling hay or hunting My work ain't ever done, but son, I wouldn't trade it for nothing So when I die I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be Yeah, if y'all ain't in my drawl and a fish ain't on my wall And the whiskey don't burn going down My feet ain't in a holler, and blue ain't on my collar Leave my Hank-cranking, beer-drinking ass in the ground Yeah, when I die I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be When I die I wanna come back as a country boy Live on this land like my old man did before me I don't wanna be born into money, where the boots don't ever get muddy 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be When I die I wanna come back as a country boy No, there ain't no better life if you ask me If my neck don't come out red, then Lord, just keep me dead 'Cause a country boy's all that I know how to be Yeah, a country boy's all that I know how to be