Karaoké Arkansas Mud Ashley McBryde

Percocet and Adderall

Nicotine and alcohol

Throwin' dishes down the hall

Bad decisions, tried 'em all

I'm turning off the radio

I can't take it anymore

Started singin' Curtis Loew

I need a little rock and roll

You told me to be good

Lord knows I tried

But that dress don't fit

It's way too tight

Oh

You can shine me up

You can whittle me down

But, oh

What's underneath you can't scrub out

It's in my throat

It's in my bones

It's on my boots and in my blood

That Ozark streak sure runs deep

And it sticks to me like that Arkansas Mud

Smith and Wesson

Cottonmouth

Daughter of the Hungry South

Romans three and twenty-three

And don't you point your book at me

Oh, you told me to be good

Lord knows I tried

But that dog don't hunt that bitch will bite

Oh

You can shine me up

You can whittle me down

But, oh

What's underneath you can't scrub out

It's in my throat

It's in my bones

It's on my boots and in my blood

That Ozark streak sure runs deep

And it sticks to me like that Arkansas Mud

Oh

You can shine me up

You can whittle me down

But, oh

What's underneath you can't scrub out

It's in my throat

It's in my bones

It's on my boots and in my blood

That Ozark streak sure runs deep

And it sticks to me

Oh, it sticks to me

Oh

You can shine me up

You can whittle me down

But, oh

What's underneath you can't scrub out

It's in my throat

It's in my bones

And on my boots and in my blood

That Ozark streak sure runs deep

And it sticks to me like that Arkansas Mud