If all the clothes you wear are camouflage

And you drive around in a dually Dodge

With a blue-tick hound ridin' in the bed

You're red, you're red

If you're into sittin' in a tree stand for daylight

With an eight point buck in your sights

And not for sport but to keep your fed

You're red, man you're red

You're red, white and blue

Country through and through

If your arms are tan and your chest is white

And your idea of eatin' right

Is turnip greens, fried chicken and cornbread

You're red, You're red

Now, if you don't know who your congressmen are

But you can name every driver in NASCAR

And you cried when you heard Earnhardt was dead

You're red, man you're red

You're red, white and blue

Country through and through

You're American lovin', flag wavin', northern-southern family raisin'

Workin', playin', heaven prayin' country through and through

If Haggard sings your favorite song

And you learned the difference between right and wrong

With a hickory switch out behind the shed

You're red, you're red

If your letter jacket says FFA

And you spend your summers bailin' hay

With a John Deere cap sittin upon your head

You're red, man you're red

You're red, you're red

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