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V1
I'm a man of means
Ride an M5 Kubota
In my worn out jeans
Yeah a back forty high roller

Don’t wear no suit to work
Cause I look good in flannel
I know what this ground is worth
Sweat and tears in every handful


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I like sitting on the front porch,
Watching that sun light up them fields of gold
Love the sound of rain fallin’ down a dusty tin roof as the thunder rolls
Ain’t afraid of a hard days work, little mud on my boots - 
Ain’t no shame in it
Yeah, it might look like I’m redneck poor-
But I’m dirt rich

I wanna down home girl 
Kind that don’t bring no drama
Knows a Bible verse  
I could take her back home to mama

One that don’t mind spending time 
With a guy riding four wheelers in the woods

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BR 
Ain’t nothing like a slow swing 
For counting my blessings
From the ground up to that sky
Yeah, that’s the reason why...

I like sittin on the front porch
And I love the sound of the rain fall

Chorus