Backwoods Lyrics & Chords By Hoots & Hellmouth

We're calling all rednecks to putdown their sluggers and turn their attention from beating the buggers to pick up machine guns and kill camel fuckers backwoods nation ...read more

their throats are an open grave they hold secrets supposedly safe and they will pass them on to their descendants adverse effect how is your monarchy assembled? measure the...read more

Ah, someone spilled blood many years ago OW! Someone spilled blood, but do you know That from the backwoods where the Chuck Berries grow Come your long tall daddies of a rock...read more

Rifle in a gun rack hanging in the back glass Buck knife on my belt, ain't no land for sale 'round here Red clay country mud, sippin' on a cold Bud Blue tick coon hound...read more

Going to the backwoods to hang out at the fort Smoking stolen cigarettes from the general store Maybe we'll go fishing or swimming at the glen Go flying off the rope string and...read more