100% Cowboy

Stray Dog

Country On It

Must Be The Country

Running This Country (feat. Tracy Lawrence & Tracy Byrd)

The Outlaw Side Of Me

Get It Right

Enlisted

That Ain't Gonna Be Me

Here Comes My Girl

This Is My Dirt

Redneck Love

Heat like a hammer, sky’s cuttin’ sideways,  
Crickets yell louder than them interstate highways.  
We’re draggin’ ice and home-cooked pride,  
Where the laughs hit fast and the rules just slide.  
 
Porch ain’t quiet, yard’s full of flash,  
What we call slow might still burn past.  
Ain’t no plan, just heart and fire—  
We’re livin’ wide and ridin’ higher.  

South Bound — where the rhythm runs deep,
Every night’s loud and every soul speaks.
If you feel it, you feel it, you don’t slow it down—
We don’t back up when we’re South Bound! 
 Yeah! South Bound — turn it up and tear it down!

Ain’t no filter, no polished line,  
Just bug-zappin’ truth and a moonshine sign.  
We dance in the headlights, howl in the creek,  
Let the music talk when words get weak.  
 
Songs in the timber, sweat on the glass,  
This kinda fire wasn’t built to pass.  
Simple’s real, and real don’t fade—  
Down here, we mean what we say.  

South Bound — thunder in the tallgrass heat,
Red clay hearts and calloused feet.  
Let it fly, let it rise, let it spin around— 
Raise your life up South Bound!  

We ain’t chasin’ gold, we’re drinkin’ the rain,  
And singin’ like saints with a little bitta stain.  
There’s glory in the mess, and grit in the sound—  
When we shout that name, the whole world pounds.  

“Hey! You Feel That  Fire Comin’?”

South Bound — heart full of gasoline,
Hands in the air like a six-string dream! 
If it’s truth, if it’s loud, if it shakes the ground— 
That’s South Bound! That’s South Bound!  
Yeah! South Bound — raise it high and lay it down.


Get It Right

Chris Janson

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