[?] so far on a dirt road
Barely picking up the banjo
Through the static on the radio
Couldn’t stop us singing
A front porch wit the fans on
A pretty girl to take a chance on
Whatever we could get our hands on
Is what we were drinking
We came up
In a one-stop
[?] staying one-night town
When the weekend came round
We’d get to getting down
We came up
With dirt on our hands and on our boots
And nothing much to lose
And nothing much to do
So we came up with our own good times
We came up with a reason why
We raised some hell in what was in our cup
That’s how we came up
Yeah that’s how we came up
Working hard for five days
Getting paid on Fridays
Get a little bit sideways
Ain’t nothing wrong with that
It’s all that taking it too far
Made us who we are right now
Yeah looking back I wouldn’t change
A thing about how
We came up
In a one-stop
[?] staying one-night town
When the weekend came round
We’d get to getting down
We came up
With dirt on our hands and on our boots
And nothing much to lose
And nothing much to do
So we came up with our own good times
We came up with a reason why
We raised some hell in what was in our cup
That’s how we came up
(Whoa, whoa)
Yeah that’s how we came up
(Whoa)
Oh we came up
Making something out of nothing, history
[?] me
Nowhere else we’d rather be
We came up with dirt on our hands and our boots
And nothing much to lose
And nothing much to do
So we came up with our own good times
We came up with a reason why
We raised some hell in what was in our cup
That’s how we came up
(Whoa, whoa)
Yeah that’s how we came up
(Whoa) Oh, that’s how we came up
(Whoa, whoa) That’s how we came up
(Whoa)