Lyrics

She wore Gucci sunglasses on top of her head
I could tell she never rode in a pickup bed
She said I like your hat, I like your boots
They're way more sexy than a 3 piece suit

She read my shirt and asked who's John Deere
Said I can show ya but I can't show ya here
My Grandaddy's got one parked in his barn
Let's blow this mall and head out to his farm

Let's go
Huntin, fishin, skinny dippin
That's how I have fun on
My side of the track
I'll take ya
Four wheelin, tire squeelin, rod n reelin
I know
Once you go redneck you never go back

We gotta little thirsty as the sun went down
I broke out some moonshine and poured us a round
I said honey you might wanna drink it down slow
but she tipped up her glass and chugged it like a pro

We fired up the green machine and revved thru the mud
She was yeehawing by the time we were done
Took her back to her car she kissed me goodnite
Wrote her number on my hand said call me sometime
And

Let's go
Huntin, fishin, skinny dippin
I like how ya have fun on
Your side of the track
We went
Four wheelin, tire squeelin, rod n reelin
Cause I know
Once you go redneck you never go back