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Introduction
Have you ever felt that deep, unshakable connection to your roots, no matter where life takes you? That’s the essence of Toby Keith’s “A Country Boy Can Survive.” It’s more than just a melody—it’s a declaration of resilience and pride. This song resonates deeply with anyone who has ever faced adversity head-on, armed with nothing but grit and the wisdom of simple, rural life.
Each verse is a testament to the rugged, self-sufficient lifestyle that shapes a country boy. Whether it’s hunting for food, fishing in a creek, or simply finding joy in the little things, this song captures the spirit of survival against all odds. Toby Keith isn’t just singing; he’s telling a story that many feel in their bones but often lack the words to express.
It’s this authenticity that makes “A Country Boy Can Survive” not just a track, but a lifeline for those who find solace in the countryside’s harsh beauty. So next time you listen, let it remind you of the enduring strength that comes from knowing where you belong and who you are.
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Lyrics
[Verse 1]
The preacher man says it’s the end of time
And the Mississippi River, she’s a-goin’ dry
The interest is up and the stock market’s down
And you only get mugged if you go downtown
I live back in the woods, you see
My woman and the kids and the dogs and me
I got a shotgun, a rifle and a 4-wheel drive
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
[Verse 2]
I can plow a field all day long
I can catch catfish from dusk ’til dawn
We make our own whiskey and our own smoke, too
Ain’t too many things these old boys can’t do
We grow good ol’ tomatoes and homemade wine
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
[Chorus]
Because you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
‘Cause we’re them old boys raised on shotguns
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
If you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
[Verse 3]
We came from the West Virginia coal mines
And the Rocky Mountains and the western skies
And we can skin a buck, we can run a trotline
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
[Verse 4]
I had a good friend in New York City
He never called me by my name, just “hillbilly”
My grandpa taught me how to live off the land
And his taught him to be a businessman
He used to send me pictures of the Broadway nights
And I’d send him some homemade wine
But he was killed by a man with a switchblade knife
For 43 dollars my friend lost his life
I’d love to spit some Beech-Nut in that dude’s eyes
And shoot him with my old .45
‘Cause a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
[Chorus]
‘Cause you can’t starve us out and you can’t make us run
‘Cause we’re them old boys raised on shotguns
And we say grace and we say Ma’am
And if you ain’t into that we don’t give a damn
[Verse 5]
We’re from north California and south Alabam’
And little towns all around this land
And we can skin a buck, and run a trotline
And a country boy can survive, country folks can survive
[Outro]
A country boy can survive
Country folks can survive