We don't have no plastic L.A. friends,
Ain't on the edge of no popular trend,
Ain't never seen the inside of that magazine G A
We don't care if you're a lawyer, or a Texas oil man,
Or some waitress bustin'ass in some liquor stand.
If you got soul we hang out with people just l A
My hair's turnin'W Em
My neck's always been D
My collar's still A
We've always been G
Just tryin'to sing the t D
ruth to you.
Ride our own bikes to Sturgis and pay our own dues,
Smokin'camels and drinkin'domestic brews.
If you want to know where i've been, just look at my A
h, I driven by the White House and spent some time in jail.
Mamma cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail.
I ain't been no angel, but even God he under A
My Daddy worked hard and so have I.
We paid our taxes and gave our lives, to D
serve this great country
So what are they complainin'ab A
h we love our families, we love our kids.
You know it's love that makes us all so rich.
That's where we're at, if they don't like it they can just,
GET THE HELL OUT ! !