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Lyrics:

                                                  
Raising Hell In The Bible Belt
Rick Amburgey/Joe Bigalke

Verse 1:
Whether you moved here or Southern-born like me
We found this paradise and never want to leave
This is a place where people pray to Jesus
That don't mean we ain't got an outlaws streak

Chorus:
Yeah, we're raisin' hell in the Bible Belt
Feelin' freer than we've ever felt
From Carolina to West Texas
And Kentucky to the deep delta
So we keep the good times cranked to eleven
Where the bluegrass meets the red dirt
There ain't nothing better than raisin' hell in the Bible Belt

Verse 2:
Around here we take country curves on three wheels
Gonna party all night in Farmer Jackson's field
If it's fall, me and my friends, live and breathe football
The way we pre-game, we're usually drunk by kickoff

Chorus:
We're raisin' hell in the Bible Belt
Feelin' freer than we've ever felt
From Carolina to West Texas
And Kentucky to the deep delta
So we keep the good times cranked to eleven
'Cause when the bluegrass meets the red dirt
There ain't nothing better than raisin' hell in the Bible Belt

Bridge:
We love to unwind around a big bonfire
Passin' a fifth of Jack Daniels and a six-string

Chorus:
We're raisin' hell in the Bible Belt
Feelin' freer than we've ever felt
From Carolina to West Texas
And Kentucky to the deep delta
So we keep the good times cranked to eleven
'Cause when the bluegrass meets the red dirt
There ain't nothing better than raisin' hell in the Bible Belt