What do you want me to say
these are our stomping grounds
what do you want me to say

you didn't have a chance
I'm falling outta my chair
watching you dig your hole

you're laying on the ground
praying to see morning


I said God damn boy, what the hell were you thinking
I'm a lost soul and I've got nothing to loose
I said God damn boy, what the hell were you thinking

walking in these parts, our stomping grounds
this is our home, our blood and tears


This is our time and place
we will never back down
the choice is yours, but you're gonna bleed

the South will rise again, pour your whiskey for General Lee

Don't tell no lies (*##$, Don't tell no lies

call this a stickup with my .45
Beg for your life (*##$, Beg for your life
watch as I cut you down to $#&@ing size