Well the boys ’round here don’t listen to the beatles Run ole bocephus through a jukebox needle At a honky-tonk, where their boots stomp All night; what? (that’s right) Yea, and what they call work, digging in the dirt Gotta get it in the ground ‘fore the rain come down To get paid, to get..
My Daddy Spent His Life Lookin’ Up At The Sky He’d Cuss Kick The Dust, Sayin’ Son It’s Way To Dry It Clouds Up In The City, The Weather Man Complains But Where I Come From, Rain Is A Good Thing [Chorus] Rain Makes Corn, Corn Makes Whiskey Whiskey Makes My Baby, Feel A Little..
She’s a wild rose waiting on me at the end of the road Between the water tower and the power lines We’re a cloud of dust once i get her buckled in my pickup truck She’s ten pounds of sugar in a five pound sack A hollywood looker in a john deere cap I go..
Just a bunch of poor boys, daddy’s girls Children of the corn field Tryna turn a shift job into a dollar bill We wear them muddy boots Stay true to how we’re raised Ain’t nothin’ bout us fake You know we’re straight out of that dirty south Dirty roads, nobody got no money Got them..
They Wake Up In The Morning And They Drink Their Coffee Black They Love Their Woman One Beat Shy Of A Heart Attack On The Way To Work They Might Stop By A Fishin’ Hole That’s How Country Boys Roll Yeah, They Work, Work, Work, All Week Til The Job Gets Done Weekends They Bar-b-que..
[verse 1] Well i’m sick of all these city lights Paying too much money for a good time Rather call some friends of mine Say there’s a place that ain’t hard to find It’s just two lefts and one right A beat up barn on the county line Ain’t too far for a truck or..