Made On McCosh Mill Road

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot country girl

I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin Earl

See I was made on McCosh Mill Road

Where the rowdy folks come from

And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking

We'll do pretty much, anything but run

The county line is the family line

I was made of the Georgia side

Venture into them Georgia pines

Find a whole lot more than Pines

Find a shine, find a different type of pine

Find the kind, they'll chop down and compress it

and address it up outta town

McCosh Mill, we that deal

Go on and bend that hat bill

Go on pop that chop and swig that, sit back, chill

Me and momma done turnt up

That wood pile get burnt up

Hot as hell but it's feelin like heaven to me

It sure does

Anybody thats anybody plus no body that's everybody

Knows about that Mill dog

Better ask 'em, they'll tell you bout it

That crowd is very rowdy

The beer is cold and the women hot

We came to have a good time tonight

But disrespect might get you shot

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot country girl

I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin Earl

See I was made on McCosh Mill Road

Where the rowdy folks come from

And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking

We'll do pretty much, anything but run

I got my baby, got my beverage, its feelin like another Mill night

Mud hole marauders

That's how we living in real life

Chevrolets sittin 50 inches up above that gravel

Infested with that meth head, but old Bubba does not dabble

Just drink a little drink, smoke a little smoke

Make it do what

Man what did you think, my folk was a joke?

Naw buddy that must be you

Got meet on the grill, the music is loud, we havin an epic event

In case they forgot this is McCosh Mill, tell 'em again

We party like everybody just talk about how they party

Take a swig of that fire water just to get my day started

Born here, was made here, then stayed here, and Imma be buried

Right up on there on top of the hill' in the McCosh Road cemetery

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot country girl

I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin Earl

See I was made on McCosh Mill Road

Where the rowdy folks come from

And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking

We'll do pretty much, anything but run

I'm talking 'bout a cold beer, I'm talking 'bout a hot country girl

I'm talking 'bout John Deere, I'm talking 'bout my big cousin Earl

See I was made on McCosh Mill Road

Where the rowdy folks come from

And if they ask you can tell 'em we drinking, we smoking

We'll do pretty much, anything but run