### 🎸 NORTHWOODS, WISCONSIN

### 🎸 NORTHWOODS, WISCONSIN Iron Cedar X — Country Rap Anthem Country rap • Backroad bass • Small-town pride • Northwoods living \[Intro — Spoken, with country guitar\] Yeah! Iron Cedar X, baby! Northwoods, Wisconsin, where the pine trees grow, Where the lakes run deep and the cold winds blow. From the county fair to the Friday night lights, We got them backroad boys and them bonfire nights. You here for vacation? You here to stay? You here to raise hell, or you just here to play? Either way, come on in, let me show you around, Northwoods, Wisconsin — where we hold it down! \[Hook — Country guitar meets heavy bass\] We in the Northwoods, Northwoods, Wisconsin, Fishing all day, got the whole crew riding. County fair lights and them Friday night games, Everybody knows when you hear our name! We got them campgrounds packed, RVs in a row, Pine trees tall and them lakes down below. You here for a week, or you here to stay? Northwoods, Wisconsin — we get her done either way! We ride through the Northwoods, let the good times roll, Got that country in our blood and that fire in our soul. From the backroad bends to the lakeside breeze, Northwoods, Wisconsin — living wild and free! \[Verse 1 — Small-Town Country\] Wake up in the morning, got the fishing poles ready, Coffee in the cup and them old tires steady. Throw the tackle in the truck, got the cooler in the back, Hit the gravel road, hear the tires go crack! Headed to the lake where the walleye bite, Might catch a big northern if the timing's right. Got the family in the truck, everybody tagging along, Radio turned up with a good country song. Come July, county fair, everybody come through, Got the rides spinning round and that sky so blue. Livestock in the barns, grandstand full of noise, Little kids running wild with the hometown boys. Then we roll to the high school, Friday night lights, Whole town in the stands, everybody dressed right. College games on Saturday, we rep our side, Northwoods roots, got that hometown pride! \[Hook\] We in the Northwoods, Northwoods, Wisconsin, Fishing all day, got the whole crew riding. County fair lights and them Friday night games, Everybody knows when you hear our name! We got them campgrounds packed, RVs in a row, Pine trees tall and them lakes down below. You here for a week, or you here to stay? Northwoods, Wisconsin — we get her done either way! \[Verse 2 — RVs, Campgrounds & Backroads\] Now the summer rolls in, hear the engines coming, RVs on the highway, got the whole place humming. Campground full of families, campfires burning bright, Kids chasing fireflies in the middle of the night. Got the tents pitched up and the fishing boats tied, Pontoon on the water with the whole crew inside. Take a ride through the pines, let the worries disappear, Ain't a better kind of living than the life we got here. You coming for vacation? Man, pull on through, Got a campsite waiting and a lake with a view. You coming here to play? Better bring your A-game, We got mud on the tires and some pride in our name. You coming here to stay? Then welcome to the show, Where the winters get cold and the summers steal the show. From the cabin to the campground, from the lake to the bar, We make a little town feel like a world apart. Got the cold drinks flowing, got the music turned loud, Everybody kicking back with the hometown crowd. Drink responsibly, get a ride if you're drinking tonight, Keep the whole crew safe, make it home all right! \[Hook — Bigger, rowdier\] We in the Northwoods, Northwoods, Wisconsin, Fishing all day, got the whole crew riding. County fair lights and them Friday night games, Everybody knows when you hear our name! We got them campgrounds packed, RVs in a row, Pine trees tall and them lakes down below. You here for a week, or you here to stay? Northwoods, Wisconsin — we get her done either way! \[Verse 3 — Iron Cedar's Backroad Flow\] I'm rolling down them third roads, where the blacktop ends, Past the old red barn where the tall grass bends. Got the pines on the left and the fields on the right, Sun dropping low, turning gold into night. Like Jeff Foxworthy, got that country one-liner, Dolly Parton in my ears, got that Tennessee fire. But I'm a Northwoods man, got Wisconsin in my soul, Where the backroads twist and the cold rivers roll. I hear that Dolly singing 'bout the thorn and the rose, While I'm dodging potholes where the county road goes. Saw a little dirt road that I never knew existed, Took a turn through the woods — man, the whole world shifted. Didn't think I'd find it till I saw that sign, Little hidden lake with a view so fine. That's the kind of place where the whole world slows, Where the north wind whispers through the wild pine rows. Iron Cedar X, let the whole world know, I'm a product of the backroads, where the tall pines grow. From the high school bleachers to the lakeside shore, Northwoods, Wisconsin — give me more, give me more! \[Bridge — Slower, emotional country guitar\] This is where my roots run deep, Where the land holds stories that the old folks keep. Where the family comes together, where the good times stay, Where we work all week just to get out and play. From the reservation roads to the small-town streets, From the summer lake breeze to the winter snowdrifts, This is home, this is family, this is all I know, Iron Cedar, Northwoods — that's the way we roll. \[Final Hook — Full beat, crowd chanting\] We in the Northwoods, Northwoods, Wisconsin! Fishing all day, got the whole crew riding! County fair lights and them Friday night games, Everybody knows when you hear our name! We got them campgrounds packed, RVs in a row, Pine trees tall and them lakes down below. You here for vacation? You here to stay? You here to raise hell, or you just here to play? Northwoods! (Wisconsin!) Northwoods! (Let's ride!) Backroads! (Small towns!) Got that hometown pride! Northwoods! (Wisconsin!) Let the whole world know! Iron Cedar X — where the wild pines grow! \[Outro — Spoken over fading guitar\] So, you coming for vacation? You coming here to play? You thinking 'bout moving up and making this your place to stay? Either way, it don't matter, come on through and see. We got a little Northwoods love for everybody. From the lakes to the pines, from the backroads to the shore, Northwoods, Wisconsin — what you waiting for? Iron Cedar X… We ain't just passing through. We're from here. Northwoods, Wisconsin, baby. We get her done.