Lyrics just good ole boys good ole girls

Lyrics:

won't even hold a door for a woman Well it's a cryin' shame Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Must be workin' on a farm Or out there

even hold a door for a woman Well it's a cryin' shame Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Must be workin' on a farm Or out there chasin' rainbows

would've had to leave But I guess it's all good ole boy Didn't know you had it good ole boy Learned your manners in Tennessee Bet your momma doesn't

rather have a good ole boy One who ain't afraid to make some noise Do what you want to do, but if I had the choice I'd rather have a good ole boy Yeah,

Coke, no doubt I know God's gotta be a good ole boy God's gotta be a good ole boy He put the bucks in the woods, put the bass in the water Put

so far from above it Pushin' and shovin' they don't know of that I'm posted on a regular Good 'ole boy from around the way - might be small but don't

breaker all of his life Came in early one night, find his pretty wife In the arms of another man There's hell to pay when a good ole boy goes bad In

American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die

American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die

American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die

a deal and you can't give him back Cause he's a good ole boy Good for nothing Good at lying, good at loving Good at leaving When the rent comes due He's

gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does But you ain't afraid if you're washed in

When the Good Ole Boys Age Out Jon Wolfe/Dave Brainard/Tony Ramey When I was just a kid grandad told me son this world’s a changing fast The one I

to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die This'll be the day that I die Did

hearted people The gentle folks at home Yours and mine This ones for the good ole boys That I'd give the world to see This ones for the way Them

gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does But you ain't afraid if you're washed in

American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry And them good ole boys were drinking whiskey and rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die

the moonlight It's a bring your own booze contribution We got beer and good ole boys, good ole girls Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world Sunday morning

hearted people The gentle folks at home Yours and mine This one's for the good ole boys That I'd give the world to see This one's for the way Them

a song In the soul of this good ole boy I sing for Joy When I was lonely, my angel found me She sweetly and gently wrapped her arms around me

American Pie Drove my Chevy to the levee but the levee was dry Them good ole boys were drinking whiskey 'n' Rye Singin' this'll be the day that I die

Turn up the Jones turn up the Jaw Fire up the smoke Grab that old guitar We're just some good ole boys and girls about to get wild It's goin down field

out by the bonfire Just some good ole boys having a dang good time We crank it up, down here We get loud, down here Throwin' down, in the dirty dirty

gonna sing? It's a match made up in heaven Like good ole boys and beer And me, as long as you're right here Your license in my wallet When we go