Lyrics Rough And Ready - Trace Adkins

Rough And Ready

Mudgrips, white-tip
Cigar stickin' out of my face
Earnhardt racing sticker on the window
Banged up fender
4×4, straight pipe roar
Primer and rust all over the door
Scarred up knuckles, Mack belt buckle
White t-shirt, ain’t afraid to work
Got a «what are you looking at pretty-boy"smirk
Cold beer, hot wings
Wranglers, Skoal ring
Get just what you see
Gun rack, ball cap
Don’t take no crap
Ain’t a pretty boy-toy
I’ll rock you steady
Rough and ready
Work boots, one blue suit
Size too small, don’t wear at all
Unless somebody kicks, gets hitched
It don’t fit, makes me itch
Up with sun, off on the run
Makin' money money, cause I wanna have fun
Five o’clock whistle, off like a missle
Got a hot date, girl named Kate
Think’s I’m cool cause I shoot straight
Ain’t one thing about her fake
She’s long and tall and she goes great with
Cold beer, hot wings
Wranglers, Skoal ring
Get just what you see
Gun rack, ball cap
Don’t take no crap
Ain’t a pretty boy-toy
I’ll rock you steady
Rough and ready
Well, you are who you are
And that’s all right with me
Well, I am who I am
And that’s all I can be
Cold beer, hot wings
Wranglers, Skoal ring
Get just what you see
Gun rack, ball cap
Don’t take no crap
Ain’t a pretty boy-toy
I’ll rock you steady
Rough and ready
Rough and ready
Yeah, me and my buddies are all alike
We say, «Hey watch this, that didn’t turn out to good, you okay»
What are you looking at
Yeah, that’s a real gun in that gun rack
No, I don’t have a permit for it
Do you have a permit to ask stupid questions like that
That’s how you get hurt, boy