Out Here - Boondox

Out here where the sun don’t shine

We 'bout that hard corn liquor and that muscadine wine

Out here it’s a fight even to survive

You a lucky motherfucker if you make it out alive

Out here all night wolves howl at the moon

Bodies' down floatin' up down by the lagoon

Out here you might get bitch-slapped by a black bear

And drug through the woods by your matted up hair

Out Here

(out here)

We have darker nights

(out here)

We like starting fights

(out here)

Know as the weed grows we risin' (2x)

(out here)

Clear roads and passage ways

(out here)

Swamp fields and massive graves

(out here)

Know as the weed grows we risin' (2x)

Out here you might get your throat slit

By a crazy ass hillbilly drunk on a 5th

Out here you might wind up skin to the bone

Butt-naked in the dirt and you’re miles from home

Out here don’t go walking too deep in the sticks

Some folks got a strange way of gettin' they kicks

Out here they get crazy and dance by the fire

To a demon playing banjo along with Hell’s choir

Out Here

Out here they cookin' 'possum and hog nuts

That’s mountain oysters too all ya’ll who dont know what’s up

Out here they all about that country lifestyle

Shootin' shotguns, getting fucked up, and buck-wild

Out here even children drunk Coronas

That double barrel sure to send that ass into a coma

Out here country folks don’t play

Chop your fucking head up and won’t hesitate

Out Here

Know as the weed grows we risin' (8x)