Over the years, Demun has worked closely with many artist and producers that span the music world. After 10 years experimenting and broadening his own artistic aptitude, Demun once again crossed paths with Danny Boone when the redevelopment of the band called Rehab was taking place. Demun was invited to be involved as the Rehab project embarked on new levels of energy and driection. Demun is currently an MC for the group and heads up their merchendise operations. Demun is co-owner, with partner Hano Leathers, of Attica Style LLC, a merchendising company that has grown Rehab's merchendise quality and quantity to one of the most impressive in the business. In addition to this, Demun and a close friend recently started a company called JC Fitted. The company was established to fund high school athletics, primarly to cover the cost that land on parents of high school athletes, shoes for instance.
Currently Demun is hard at work on several projects: the new Rehab album (release date 4/10), the new Demun Jones album "Light" (release date 2/10), and an inspirational album with Lamar Williams Jr., working closely with producers like Billy Hume to expose a realm of his own creative ability, and insight to music, using that to inspire and remind people that they can do anything they DECIDE to do. JONES COUNTY STAND UP!
The Muddy Muddy
Demun Jones Lyrics
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that's jones in your speaker boy you better turn it up.
You know it ain't a party if the trucks ain't muddy,
The system ain't bumpin, and somebody ain't bloody.
The muddy muddy.
Duck, camo, dip, ride.
Pack of peaches in my four wheel drive.
Black, yota, high ridin my hometown i can't hide.
Oh you know country folks can sure rhyme
Lean out to the side, get a swig of real moonshine.
Real tree camo covered, muddy sneakers, ladies love it.
Braves hat, uga puppies. Muddy south, ain't for yuppies.
Dirt road, ridin daily. Night time we shining maybe.
You can ride, don't tell nobody.
We ain't tryina get locked up.
Mount up if you got a big truck
that's jones in your speaker boy you better turn it up.
You know it ain't a party if the trucks ain't muddy,
The system ain't bumpin, and somebody ain't bloody.
The muddy muddy.
We don't need no dance floor to get this thang jumpin,
cause the bed of my big black truck keeps em comin.
Dixie dimes on the back. All tens you best believe.
Its your buddy from the muddy so don't hate me.
sleep till noon then refill the igloo.
Sodas if you don't, brew if you do.
Bottle of Yaeger. (Oh dear god mud digger 4 goes hard)
Yes ma'am, you heard right.
Mud tight, pit lit like a ball field all night.
Cut off skimpy, shake it like a pom-pom.
Mud digger deep come get some.
Mount up if you got a big truck
that's jones in your speaker boy you better turn it up.
You know it ain't a party if the trucks ain't muddy,
The system ain't bumpin, and somebody ain't bloody.
The muddy muddy.
Heart of Georgia Jones county, country boys livin rowdy.
Rep your woods, raise your ride.
Fly old glory on the side. If you proud, then salute.
Aim your guns up and shoot.
Rifle rack in the back, three-o-eight and a double duece.
Know I'm back in the muddy, back in truck.
Drop it in low and never stuck. Nice ride but mine is better.
Platinum package saddle leather.
Cow girls, come on in. plenty of room, bring your friends. Cab is huge we fillin up. Muddy south, we livin it up.
Mount up if you got a big truck
that's jones in your speaker boy you better turn it up.
You know it ain't a party if the trucks ain't muddy,
The system ain't bumpin, and somebody ain't bloody.
The muddy muddy.
Mount up if you got a big truck
that's jones in your speaker boy you better turn it up.
You know it ain't a party if the trucks ain't muddy,
The system ain't bumpin, and somebody ain't bloody.
The muddy muddy.
Back in the muddy, back in the truck
Back in the muddy, back in the truck
Now I'm back in the muddy, back in the truck
Drop it low, drop it low
The song "The Muddy Muddy" by Demun Jones is an ode to the southern lifestyle, particularly the love of big trucks, muddy roads, country music, and partying. The lyrics describe the excitement of heading out to a night of rowdy fun in the country. The singer urges listeners to join him by mounting up their big trucks and turning up the music, signaling that the night is about to get wild.
The lyrics describe the singer's love of his hometown and its traditions. The song's chorus emphasizes that to have a proper party, the trucks must be muddy, the music must be blasting, and someone must end up bloody. The singer proudly wears his hunting gear and brags about his skills with a gun. The song also mentions moonshine, Dixie dimes, and beer, reinforcing the image of a partying lifestyle.
Overall, "The Muddy Muddy" is a celebration of southern culture that embraces the rural lifestyle, traditions, and values commonly associated with country music.
Line by Line Meaning
Mount up if you got a big truck
Get in your big truck and follow me
that's jones in your speaker boy you better turn it up.
Play my music loud to get in the mood
You know it ain't a party if the trucks ain't muddy,
A real party requires dirty trucks
The system ain't bumpin, and somebody ain't bloody.
A good party needs a loud music system and a fight
The muddy muddy.
We are all about getting muddy
Duck, camo, dip, ride.
Wear camo, dip tobacco, and ride in a truck
Pack of peaches in my four wheel drive.
Have some sweet Georgia peaches in my truck
Black, yota, high ridin my hometown i can't hide.
My black Toyota truck represents my hometown and I am proud of it
Stacked vocals, just right
My voice sounds great on this song
Oh you know country folks can sure rhyme
Country people can rap too
Lean out to the side, get a swig of real moonshine.
Take a sip of real homemade moonshine
Real tree camo covered, muddy sneakers, ladies love it.
Wearing camo and muddy sneakers makes me attractive to women
Braves hat, uga puppies. Muddy south, ain't for yuppies.
I wear a Braves hat and love the Georgia Bulldogs. Our muddy southern lifestyle is not for rich snobs
Dirt road, ridin daily. Night time we shining maybe.
We drive on dirt roads every day and maybe we'll shine at night
You can ride,don't tell nobody. We ain't tryina get locked up.
You can come with me as long as you keep it a secret. We don't want to get in trouble
We don't need no dance floor to get this thang jumpin,
We don't need a fancy dance floor to have a good time
cause the bed of my big black truck keeps em comin.
The bed of my truck is where the party is
Dixie dimes on the back. All tens you best believe.
Attractive southern girls are on the back of my truck
Its your buddy from the muddy so don't hate me.
I'm your friend from the muddy south, so don't hate on me
sleep till noon then refill the igloo.
Sleep in and then refill the cooler
Sodas if you don't, brew if you do.
Drink soda if you don't drink beer, but drink beer if you do
Bottle of Yaeger.
Drink a bottle of Jaegermeister
Yes ma'am, you heard right.
I said what I said
Mud tight, pit lit like a ball field all night.
We are having a good time in the mud and the party is lit like a baseball field
Cut off skimpy, shake it like a pom-pom.
Girls are wearing skimpy clothes and dancing provocatively
Mud digger deep come get some.
Mud digger is here for a good time
Heart of Georgia Jones county, country boys livin rowdy.
We live in Jones County, the heart of Georgia, and we are country boys living wild
Rep your woods, raise your ride. Fly old glory on the side.
Represent your hometown, raise your truck, and fly the American flag
If you proud, then salute. Aim your guns up and shoot.
If you're proud of our way of life, salute and shoot your guns
Rifle rack in the back, three-o-eight and a double duece.
We have rifles in the back of our trucks, including a .308 and a .22
Know I'm back in the muddy, back in truck.
I am back in the mud with my truck
Drop it in low and never stuck. Nice ride but mine is better.
My truck has a great suspension and is ready for any terrain. I have a better truck than you
Platinum package saddle leather.
My truck has the top-of-the-line leather seats
Cow girls, come on in. Plenty of room, bring your friends.
Cowgirls are welcome in my truck. Bring your friends, there's plenty of room
Cab is huge we fillin up. Muddy south, we livin it up.
My truck cab is huge and we are filling it up with people. We live it up in the muddy south
Back in the muddy, back in the truck
I'm back in the mud and my truck
Drop it low, drop it low
Lower the suspension of your truck and have a good time
Contributed by Lucas Y. Suggest a correction in the comments below.
Kim Markham
I went to school with you all the way through JCHS! Moved away but Ga red runs deep in my veins. Sharing this song with my people out here in Washington state. Everyone gets a huge grin on their face and loves it. No one has ever heard stuff like this out here. Can't wait till you make it out here!
Demun Jones
Awesome
TXTE
I saw you guys in Sioux Falls last night at Wileys - shit was wild! I like your style man i love the way this song just flows and it's even better live raw and aggressive.
outskirtscustoms
Lovin' it! Keep rockin'!
Shelley Robbins Eubanks
You rock Planet Sun Productions!!!! Awesome! Great job Josh, Cade, Greg & Daniel! Looks like you had a blast!
Eric Heflin
All I can say is HELL YEAH!!!! Keep it coming son!
Robertnmjr1
Demun, I'm florida grown, but my huntin woods have always been in Webster county Georgia. Would love to see you do some local shit around there. keep at it man, your doing it right.
James Shaw
those people who pressed the thumbs down, must have thought that meant download this song, because it's bumping!!! Keep it going.
Lj Wilkes
I disliked
Matthew Green
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