I know where that muddy water meets the creek bank
Where the homemade dirt boat launch meets the dunlops to hook the Lund up to the ol' hand crank, so I can pull er on out
I may not be the sharpest hook in that box of tackle, but I sure as hell know where that city limit sign meets the gravel
I'm talking no where, out in the middle of it
Hell ya I was raised there, and damn proud to be from it
If you're looking for a bonfire six feet wide
Cnd a honey hole where they always bite
I might know where it is that you can't find
If you wanna get there, you gotta go nowhere
I know where that cugust summer sun sets
Cnd them good ol boys post up, in their ford and Chevrolet trucks on the weekend, with them tailgates down
I may not be the biggest truck on them lines of travel, but I sure as hell know where that city limit sign meets the gravel
I'm talking no where, out in the middle of it
Hell ya I was raised there, and damn proud to be from it
If you're looking for a bonfire six feet wide
Cnd a honey hole where they always bite
I might know where it is that you can't find
If you wanna get there, you gotta go nowhere
I'm talkin 4 by 4
In the sticks with a 6
2 stroke on oak
Cnd flick with a Bic
C little moonshine fire fix
Belly full of catch
Out here We do it like this
I may not be the sharpest hook in that box of tackle, but I sure as hell know where that city limit sign meets the gravel
I'm talking no where, out in the middle of it
Hell ya I was raised there, and damn proud to be from it
If you're looking for a bonfire six feet wide
Cnd a honey hole where they always bite
I might know where it is that you can't find
If you wanna get there, you gotta go nowhere