Lyrics:

I learned if you wanna eat breakfast in the morning
Be in the kitchen by 6:00 A.M.
Learned by September that you better have your corn in
Best bass bait is a baby brim
How to cuss, how to pray
Drive a truck and bale hay are on my backroad resume
It's down with the sun, up with the chickens
.30-06 and a bluetick hound
Harvest moon means soybeans need picking
Fish won't bite when the cows lay down
Learned I Saw The Light with the congregation
Part of my country education

Those cheap guitars and post hole diggers
Put hard earned callouses on my hands
Can't scratch off them blackberry chiggers
And long winters won't fade my farmer's tan
Muddy boots, tractor grease
Twenty twos, thirty threes is how I got my PhD
It's down with the sun, up with the chickens
.30-06 and a bluetick hound
Harvest moon means soybeans need picking
Fish won't bite when the cows lay down
Learned I Saw The Light with the congregation
Part of my country education

How to cuss, how to pray
Skin a buck and bale hay
Muddy boots, tractor grease
Twenty twos and thirty threes
It's down with the sun, up with the chickens
.30-06 and a bluetick hound
Harvest moon means soybeans need picking
Fish won't bite when the cows lay down
Learned I Saw The Light with the congregation
Part of my country, part of my country
Part of my country education
Yeah it's a backwoods, blue collar, working man's degree