The Cadillac Three - Real People lyrics

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The Cadillac Three - Real People lyrics

Pretty girls, pickup trucks, whiskey drink, a good buzz Small town, red clay, paycheck, Friday Hot sauce, cold beer, the way they talk around here Old boots, ball cap, little tiny dot on the state map Speakers in the back of Jimmy's ‘85 Regal Smoke blowing out the window, no, it ain't legal (Don't give a damn what you think) I'm talking real people Mama's on the front porch threading that needle Daddy spent his life running from the church steeple (Don't give a damn what you think) I'm talking real people Stop sign, bullet holes, small mouth, fishing poles Grandpa waving, Jesus still saving BC's powder, V8 power Neighbors gonna lend a hand, well, hell yeah, I'm American Speakers in the back of Jimmy's ‘85 Regal Smoke blowing out the window, no, it ain't legal (Don't give a damn what you think) I'm talking real people Mama's on the front porch threading that needle Daddy spent his life running from the church steeple (Don't give a damn what you think) I'm talking real people When we're living like we want, that means we made it When it runs through your soul, there's no way to fake it When we're living like we want, that means we made it When it runs through your soul, there's no way to fake it Speakers in the back of Jimmy's ‘85 Regal Smoke blowing out the window, no, it ain't legal (Don't give a damn what you think) I'm talking real people Mama's on the front porch threading that needle Daddy spent his life running from the church steeple (Don't give a damn what you think) I'm talking real people