Well, it's been a long time
Since I flew past that welcome sign
Smelled the sweet of them pines
In this honeysuckle, belt buckle paradise
Oh, that wrap-around town
You thought that you owned
Where you learned how to live
Yeah, until you got gone
And you think that you change
But you find that you dont
'Cause you can't outrun what you're raised up on
Can't take the good out of the good ol' boy
Can't fake a slow, steady, heavy drawl
Don't know a day without breaking out
Some "Hell yeah", some "Yes, ma'm, some "Hey, ya'lls"
Good Lord's the first one you thank
When your ride or die's beside you
With gas in the tank
You might not stay, but you don't ever leave
When your down home runs deep
Those Friday night lights
They're shining just a little bit brighter now
And that cottonball sky looks the same
But there's a few more looking down
And I hope that I'm makin' 'em proud
And I'm showing 'em how
Yeah, I'm showing 'em how
You can't take the good out of the good ol' boy
Can't fake a slow, steady, heavy drawl
Don't know a day without breaking out
Some "Hell yeah", some "Yes, ma'm, some "Hey, ya'll"
Good Lord's the first one you thank
When your ride or die's beside you
With gas in the tank
You might not stay, but you don't ever leave
When your down home runs deep
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Oh, that wrap-around town
You thought that you owned
Where you learned how to live
Yeah, until you got gone
And you think that you change
But you find that you dont
'Cause you can't outrun what you're raised up on
Can't take the good out of the good ol' boy
Can't fake a slow, steady, heavy drawl
Don't know a day without breaking out
Some "Hell yeah", some "Yes, ma'm, some "Hey, ya'll"
Good Lord's the first one you thank
When your ride or die's beside you
With gas in the tank
You might not stay, but you don't ever leave
When your down home runs deep
When your down home runs deep