[?] 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)