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