You smell that fan in the window letting air in
Coals still burning outside from llast week
YYour truck done died it was running all night
To be the jukebox jam in the woodchop line
You see that fence post nail at the top
The hold the water bucket when the faucet’s off
That hide-a-way shed ain’t just ain’t for the straw
That hide-a-way shed ain’t just ain’t for the straw
But also lightin’ up and strummin’ on a guitar
I said man-oh-man where’d the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker was playin’ on the radio
So I sang boy-oh-boy
How I miss them old Toyotas
Yeah country is as country does
We was but no one told us
Yeah I’m sick of hearin’ the same thing rhinestone cowboy
I’m about to smack y’all like the a*s on a cow girl
I’m Mr Tennessee barefoot bandit up on rocky top
Orange and white blanket up in that red bread rag top
Who want the gun smokin’ bring your a*s through the fog
We just some country boys and girls gettin’ stoned in a barn
I keep the Chattahoochee gucci I’m the hottest Elvis Prelsey
Even when I’m battin’ old Dixie chicks will come and visit
I’ll be somewhere on a boat gettin’ too damn sunburnt
Middle fingers up sissies still bein’ bu*t hurt
I’ll be castin’ a line just sittin’ watchin’ the float
.. put the country in country no need to give it to me
I said man-oh-man where’d the good times go?
Back when Fall by Clay Walker was playin’ on the radio
So I sang boy-oh-boy
How I miss them old Toyotas
Yeah country is as country does
We was but no one told us
Yeah the music industry think they got me itchin’ like sumac
Got a bunch of tens in Tennessee line dancin’ to this rap
.. still .. shimmy off all that face in the floor
Just do it like the legends rock it out ’til we’re deaf boys
I’m pickin’ up the average like I’m jumpin’ from a Peterbilt
Parkin’ through the algae where the creeker and the shine stills
Ridin’ down the road that lead to nothin’ but a buzz
I put the country in the rap because the rap ..
I said son-oh-son
Just believe me when I say
One day when I’m dead and gone you’ll .. along and sing
And you’ll sing man-oh-man where’d the good times go?
Back when it was Holler Boys by Upchurch on the radio
So I sang boy oh boy
How I miss them old Toyotas
Yeah country is as country does
We was but no one told usss