[ Featuring the Boys ]
Well, I lived in Carolina 'til I moved to Alabama
Born in Oklahoma, spent hard time in California
It's a shame
But now I'm back to from where I came
My family all was country, Grandpa's oil fields were dusty
My dad's side all from Texas, some are broke, and some are Aggies
It's okay
They were country all the same
Give me three short minutes, I'll try real hard to explain
That I'm a harbinger of Queen, ZZ Top, and AC/DC
I like my snare drum hitting hard
Guitars played loud and mean
And though I've settled down in Texas
From the South in all directions
I rock when I try to write a country song
From Arkansas to Johnson County, my grandmas more than country
Her bread said that she loved me from her oven to her pantry
It's a shame
No one can bake it just the same
From Chris' Hot Dogs in Montgomery to Owen Field glory
The float the Guadalupe with just the right trajectory all day
In country music country all the way
But give me two more minutes, I'll try real hard to explain
That I'm a harbinger of Queen, ZZ Top, and AC/DC
I like my snare drum hitting hard
Guitars played loud and mean
And though I've settled down in Texas
From the South in all directions
I rock when I try to write a country song
Oh yeah, yeah, yeah
I'm a harbinger of Queen, ZZ Top, and AC/DC
I like my snare drum hitting hard
Guitars played loud and mean
And though I've settled down in Texas
From the South in all directions
I rock when I try to write a country song
Just one minor chord before I put this song in the grave
Get juiced and cut loose with a rock and roll vocal on the fade, yeah
I'm a harbinger of Queen, ZZ Top, and AC/DC
I like my snare drum hitting hard
Guitars played loud and mean
And though I've settled down in Texas
From the South in all directions
I rock when I try to write a country song
