Hank Crankin' People - Creed Fisher

We swing hammers, we climb ladders

Come from where a good book and a good time

And a good long hard rain’s all that matters

Yeah, we’re small town, we’re big city uptown

We’re all Red White and Blue from Fifth Avenue out to the Roadhouse

Take our hats off when we face the Flag

Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag

I’m right here with the Hell Raisin' kind

Cut from the same cloth as mine

I’m talking Hard Workin', God Fearin', Beer Drinkin'

Hank Crankin' People

We shoot shotguns, say Hell yeah if you got one

We’re all down home and homegrown where a backbone ain’t something that’s long

gone

Hell no

Take our hats off when we face the Flag

Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag

I’m right here with the Hell Raisin' kind

Cut from the same cloth as mine

I’m talking Hard Workin', God Fearin', Beer Drinkin'

Hank Crankin' People

We’re all laid up here in this Country State Of Mind.

Whiskey On Ice and Our

Women on fire.

Where's all of my Country folks that still can Survive?

I’m talking Hard Workin', God Fearin', Beer Drinkin'

Hank Crankin' People

Take our hats off when we face the Flag

Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag

I’m right here with the Hell Raisin' kind

Cut from the same cloth as mine

I’m talking Hard Workin', God Fearin', Beer Drinkin'

Hank Crankin' People

These Hank Crankin' People

All These Hank Crankin' People