Well you can my truck, take that old blue hound
Take that barn in the back, burn it down to the ground
There's more to me than an F-150, a dog and couple bails of hay (that's right)
You can take these 6 strings, right out of my hand
Take all these songs yeah and shove em in a can
And throw them in the river yeah, i got more than that to say
Well, this is real hand-me-down from my papaw
It's a sweet slow roll of southern drawl
It's my last name, it's where I come from
It's as thick as the whiskey runnin' through my blood
It ain't just my looks that my girl loves
From my father's father, to my father's son
Yeah, you can take a lot of things from a man
And leave 'em be broken heart in a band
But you ain't never gonna take this accent
Well its got a little dirt, its got a little rasp
Yeah them Marbolo reds, well, they'll do that
If you talking bout taking things from me, why don't you take those
Aw its Tennessee truth, yeah its small town proud
Its a Sunday prayer coming out of my mouth
Thanking God she said yes when i proposed
Well, this is real hand-me-down from my papaw
It's a sweet slow roll of southern drawl
It's my last name, it's where I come from
It's as thick as the whiskey runnin' through my blood
It ain't just my looks that my girl loves
From my father's father, to my father's son
Yeah, you can take a lot of things from a man
And leave 'em be broken heart in band
But you ain't never gonna take this accent
Well, this is real hand-me-down from my papaw
It's a sweet slow roll of southern drawl
It's my last name, it's where I come from
It's as thick as the whiskey runnin' through my blood
It ain't just my looks that my girl loves
From my father's father, to my father's son
Yeah, you can take a lot of things from a man
And leave 'em be broken heart in band
But you ain't never gonna take this accent
But you ain't never gonna take this accent