Lyrics of
How Red

Do you skip work first day of rifle season
Drive to Illinois for a twelve-point buck?
Freeze in a tree to stock your freezer
Run it back home in the back of your truck?
Does your Dodge Ram antenna
Only get country songs?
If you say, “Hell yeah, hot damn”
I can see us gettin’ along

Do you rock dirty boots
And turn up the Jr.
Throw back some two-for-ones?
Do you hit up your people
Fill up the diesel
Tear up a field of mud?
Does your chicken get fried
Does the number on the side
Of your population sign stay put?
How red (How red)
How red (How red)
How red is your neck of the woods?


Do you got a little rowdy in your reputation
Is your only liquor store at the county line?
Are you reppin’ Realtree on a daily basis
Does your buddy named Billy sell truck bed ‘shine?
Are you out there, out where
That asphalt turns to rocks?
‘Cause if so, God knows
We’re more alike than what I thought

Do you rock dirty boots
And turn up the Jr.
Throw back some two-for-ones?
Do you hit up your people
Fill up the diesel
Tear up a field of mud?
Does your chicken get fried
Does the number on the side
Of your population sign stay put?
How red (How red)
How red (How red)
How red is your neck of the woods?


Have you read red letters
Ever bought Red Wings?
If you chew Red Man
Buddy, tell me one thing

Do you rock dirty boots
And turn up the Jr.
Throw back some two-for-ones?
Do you hit up your people
Fill up the diesel
Tear up a field of mud?
Does your chicken get fried
Does the number on the side
Of your population sign stay put?
How red (How red)
How red (How red)
How red is your neck of the woods?

Aw yeah (Your neck of the woods)
How red (How red)
How red (How red)
How red is your neck of the woods?