Good Ole Southern Boy

Let me tell you where I come from, yeah

Way down in the south, but we don't run from nothing, no, no

You better watch your mouth

I was taught to never hit a woman and go to work every day

A lot of people think we're funny 'cause of the words we say

But it don't matter, it's all chit-chatter, they don't pay my bills

Ain't no need to ask, that American flag will tell you how I feel

Every week I put in my 40, then I like to have a little fun

I might smoke a lil' grass, you can kiss my ass if you ever want my guts, come on

I'm a down-home country, son of a bitch

I love throwing back beers and slagging my fits

Whether you like it or not, it's just the way that it is

I ain't got a lot of money, but I'm pre-made rich

I'm just a good old southern boy

I'm just a good old southern boy, come on

You can ask about anybody, I bet they already know

About that boy from the trailer park, yeah, right off of Dickerson Road

I was brought up to love Jesus and rock 'n' roll

And never trust a man because he shakes your hand

Some things you never know

But it don't matter, it's all chit-chatter, they don't pay my bills

Ain't no need to ask, that American flag will tell you how I feel

Every week I put in my 40, then I like to have a little fun

I might smoke a lil' grass, you can kiss my ass if you ever want my guts, come on

I'm a down-home country, son of a bitch

I love throwing back beers and slagging my fits

Whether you like it or not, it's just the way that it is

I ain't got a lot of money, but I'm pre-made rich

I'm just a good old southern boy

I'm just a good old southern boy, come on

Now when you say southern, what exactly do you mean?

Cowboy hat, boots and blue jeans, beer and John Deere

Arranging some rodeos, some moons with line dancing, two-step dosing, no lie

I'm talking about having faith in the good Lord

Spread love, but not afraid to go to war

And keep it going for my son and my daughter, and be a good husband

Better father, wife, and brother