There's some things in this country you don't mess with
And I am blessed to be on that short list
We're out here in the real world
Not that feel good media swirl
And we've something for you, read our lips

They've made a huge miscalculation
About the mood of this nation
Good workin' people done got tired of bein' wrong
Then they saw one of their own
Get mistreated and dumped on
They were standin' behind him, he's not alone

I wanna dedicate this song to Brad Paisley, Carrie Underwood
And the first man that sent this, president Harry Truman

Never kick the cow turd on a hot day
Or you might get some poo on your pants' legs
Thought they were gonna have some fun
Kickin' around with old Hank's son
But America had my back all the way, woo

Remember never kick the cow turd on a hot day
Never pick up a rattle snake the wrong way
Never ever kick, would've been much smarter to just let it sip
Never kick the turd, shoulda let the man just be here
Never kick the cow turd on a hot day
Yee haw!

Absolutely beautiful

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