Lyrics: Let Your Boys Be Country

Let your boys be country, let 'em keep that red dirt on his boots

Make 'em proud of that middle nowhere he's got down in his roots

Let 'em work in a hayfield sweating for a little summer cash

Raise 'em hard, raise 'em tough, bring 'em up to have their brother's back


Let 'em ride 'round in trucks, making backroad noise

Let 'em hang out on Friday, getting wild with the boys

Let 'em go to the woods in the cold painted up camo green

Yeah, let 'em chase, let 'em fall for a small-town girl

Let everything inside these county lines be his whole world

You want him to grow up to be someone he's damn proud to be

Mamas, let your boys be country


(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)


Teach 'em "Yes, ma'am" and "No, ma'am" and never turn down a cold beer

Tell 'em there ain't nothing greener than the grass he's standing on right here


Let 'em ride 'round in trucks, making backroad noise

Let 'em hang out on Friday, getting wild with the boys

Let 'em go to the woods in the cold painted up camo green

Yeah, let 'em chase, let 'em fall for a small-town girl

Let everything inside these county lines be his whole world

You want him to grow up to be someone he's damn proud to be

Mamas, let your boys be country


(Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

Mamas, let your boys be country (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

(Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)


Yeah, let 'em chase, let 'em fall for a small-town girl

Let everything inside these county lines be his whole world

You want him to grow up to be someone he's damn proud to be

Mamas, let your boys be country

Let 'em ride 'round in trucks, making backroad noise (Oh, oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

Let 'em hang out on Friday, getting wild with the boys (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

Let 'em go to the woods in the cold painted up camo green (Oh-oh, oh-oh, oh)

Mamas, let your boys be country


Let your boys be country