Made a little money, I ain't never gonna change
Still drinking Jim Beam, still wear them dirty jeans
Get up every morning, 'cause them bills don't go anyway
Got something to say, then bubba say it to my face
Same dirt road just a different day
Still the same ol' problems but a different place
Same cold beer but a different case
Been around the world but can't find my way
Work 'til I bleed I got kids to feed
I refuse to fail and that's guaranteed
No smoke and mirrors you get what you see
Just a good ol' boy so don't tread on me
The way I was raised man, you buy your first truck
If that line gets crossed boy you better knuckle up
Drinking whiskey from the bottle we ain't never used a cup
Still living the same damn way
Times change people change but not me
My hands on my heart 'cause these colors don't bleed
This is the land I love, you can't take this from me
From the city to the country, everybody raised southern
From Florida up to ol' Crab Creek
It's the home of the brave, it's the land of the free
It's a Patriot's Pledge, you ain't changing me
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Momma taught me manners, yes sir and no ma'am
If you want clean money then you keep some dirty hands
Somebody needs help give the shirt up off your back
Say grace before we eat, you know that family's where it's at
Still hit the same corner store, that's where I buy my smokes
When times get tough, they'll still front you when you're broke
Times change people change but not me
My hand on my heart 'cause these colors don't bleed
This is the land I love, you can't take this from me
From the city to the country, everybody raised southern
From Florida up to ol' Crab Creek
It's the home of the brave, it's the land of the free
It's a Patriot's Pledge, you ain't changing me
It's the land of the free
You ain't changing me
Times change people change but not me
My hands on my heart 'cause these colors don't bleed
My hands on my heart 'cause these colors don't bleed