Lyrics

If you were born and raised in Wyoming
then you know what cowshit smells like.
You drive a John Deere tractor-trailer,
not a Japanese motorbike.
Your mama made you watch Heehaw
after all the chores were done,
tipping cows and shooting gophers
was your idea of fun.
You got your hardship driver?s license
at the age of fourteen,
if you were born and raised in Wyoming
you know exactly what I mean.

They taught you how to wrestle
before you learned to walk,
they taught you how to do the cattle call
before you learned to talk.
Your dad drinks Mogen David,
no Chablis Chardonnay.
Your mom she cooks up steak and potatoes
no crepe-suzette buffett.
You spend your weekends camping
riding bareback under the sun,
if you were born and raised in Wyoming,
then you?re a lucky son of a gun.

If you were born and raised in Wyoming,
then you know in Thanksgiving Day
it?s just too windy to go outside
but you gotta go anyway.
You gotta go on a beer run
before the bars close,
if you were born and raised in Wyoming
you know exactly how it goes.