Lyrics:
the man
Forgive me for me sins and what I don't understand
I'm just a good ol' boy, tryin to make ends meet
Is it me, or has
The whole damn world gone
She said I married money, I'm used to wearin' pearls
But I've always dreamed of bein' just a good ol' boy's girl
So tonight I left those crystal
Good ol' boys
Baseball hats
Favouritism
Hanging around
For the tear gas
Bringing peace
Forces and crosses
Nothing's changed
We're still watching
Hey good ol’ boy where did you go
Hey good ol’ boy where have you been
Are you as happy as you seem
Describe the colors in your dreams
Night
She said I married money, I'm used to wearin' pearls
But I've always dreamed of bein' just a good ol' boy's girl
So tonight I left those crystal
back again
Give me old back roads and truck stops
And 18 wheels that whine
And some good ol' boy to take me
To that Oklahoma line
I need one
on he who hesitates
But it'll shine when it shines
You might think I'm wastin' time
But I'm just a good ol' boy that's learned to wait
I see girls with tattoos, good ol' boys in cowboy hats
I see a few soldiers here tonight, welcome back
We got some country-ass, beer-drinkin',
the middle of 'em
Fighting with the man in the mirror til we gone
Yeah, that's what all us good ol' boys gonna go out workin' on
Gonna go out workin'
time can slow you down
I'm still doin' all I used to do
It just takes a little longer now
[Chorus]
I'm just a country boy
A good ol' country boy
someone's out there
Sippin' on some hundred proof
Every day, a baby's born with some baby blues
A good ol' boy's got on his faded boots
Workin' a nine
through.
Hey mister, you tell me, what's a good ol' boy to do?
I had a cherry red pick up, '75.
Last time I saw it, it was headin' out the drive.
Her
remarried to a good ol' boy
They don't live far from here
Mama's work is done
Now, she's gone on home
The words in our hearts
Are engraved on her stone
She
watch it now
Yeah, you're a good ol' boy
Well, you're a decent bloke
I say it's irony, I say it's a joke
When I look around, now I can see
We ain't so
all the time
And here's to those fast horses and good hideouts
A good ol' boy on a ragged route
Searchin' for a woman an' a song about
Fast horses
I've been riding on this train
Drinking whiskey for the pain
Another good ol' boy going home
And every town I see
Seems to take a part of me
[Chorus]
Them big ole arms that used to hold her tight
Could break about any man down
When a good ol' boy's been hurt real bad
He just don't give
American Pie"
I drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry
Them good ol' boys were drinkin' whiskey and rye
Singing, "This'll be the day that I die,
like a dog 'til the work gets done
Give the beer off my back if you ain't got none
If you think I got a bad case of good ol' boy
Well, you're damn
You drive a baby blue Beamer.
I drive a pick up truck.
I'm a member of the good ol' boys,
you're a member of the country club.
You keep turnin'
always wished
That good ol' boy
Could cound past two
Love it or leave it
Black or white
That's the way it is
Fundamental
Absolute
I wish I
Could be
enough
Oh, whiskey river, take me home
'Cause I'm a heavy drinkin', hard hittin' good ol' boy
There ain't a man in this county that can keep me
like to make a little noise
But don't you go thinkin' that I won't leave 'em hanging
'Cause even though I'm crazy about them good ol' boys
I'm ten times
like to make a little noise
But don't you go thinkin' that I won't leave 'em hanging
'Cause even though I'm crazy about them good ol' boys
I'm ten times
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