My Way

Growing up I was always mama's angel
Never new I'd ever fall from grace
I was taught to walk the cotton road of trouble
But I ran with a crowd that was bound to change my ways

I was proud to be in the bad news crowd
The one my mama warned me about
The closest thing to hell she's ever raised
But when I look back on those days I knew I'd never change a thing
I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today
I'm proud of them all and I had a ball, bending the rules and breaking the law

We were bad about sneaking out and shooting road signs
Throwing eggs and rollin' every yard in town
Yeah my claim to fame was a Babe Ruth swing on a mailbox
Yeah the police just love driving me around

'Cause I was proud to be in the bad news crowd
The one my mama warned me about
The closest thing to hell she'd ever raised
But when I look back on those days I knew I'd never change a thing
I made mistakes that paved the way for the man I am today
I'm proud of them all and we had a ball bending the rules and breaking the law

Yeah you learn to walk away when you talk
The DUI means SOL
Respect was earned
You live and learn to pray
You learn to pray

We was proud to be in the bad news crowd
The one our mamas warned us about
The closest thing to hell they'd ever raised
But when I look back on those days I knew we'd never change a thing
Made mistakes that paved the way for the men we are today
We're proud of them all and we had a ball
Bending the rules and breaking the law
Yeah I was bending the rules and breaking the law

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
Layin' back smokin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke blowin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Memory Lane up in the headlights.
Got me reminiscing on the good times
Said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

Back in the day Potts' farm was the place to go
Load the truck up hit the dirt road
Jump the barbwire, spread the word
Light the bon fire, then call the girls
King in the can, and the Marlboro man
Jack and gin were a few good men
We learned how to kiss and cuss and fight too
Better watch out for the boys in blue
And all this small town he said, she said
It ain't as funny how rumors spread
Like I know somethin' y'all don't know
Man this shit is gettin' old
Man mind your business, watch your mouth
Before I have to knock your loud ass out
No time for talkin' y'all ain't listenin'
Them old dirt road is what y'all missing

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
Layin' back smokin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke blowin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Memory Lane up in the headlights.
Got me reminiscing on the good times
Said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

I sit back and think about them good ole days
The way we were raised and our southern ways
We like corn bread and biscuits
And if its broke round here we fix it
See I can take y'all where you need to go
Down to my hood or back in them woods
We do it different round here that's right
But we sho do it good and we do it all night
So if you really wanna know how it feels
To get off the road and truck with four wheels
Jump on in, tell ya friends
That well be raisin hell where the black top ends

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
Layin' back smokin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke blowin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Memory Lane up in the headlights.
Got me reminiscing on the good times
Said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

Hell yeah
I was brought up in a small town
??? raise on Southern Baptist morals
???
Praise the Lord y'all
Whoever learned to hump a fish
Bust a twelve gauge, pump and not miss
Life without working is just a myth
Never listen when they're talking shit
My dad taught me how to stand my ground
Be a man, boy, and never back down
Don't start something if he's talking trash
Better throw the first punch and whip his ass
Beat somebody and make a name for yourself
Life's hard, you go through hell
There comes a time when you've got to slow down
That's what we do

Yeah I'm chillin' on a dirt road.
Layin' back smokin' like I'm George Jones
Smoke blowin' out the window
An ice cold beer sittin' in the console.
Memory Lane up in the headlights.
Got me reminiscing on the good times
Said I'm turnin' off the real life drive and that's right
Hittin' easy street on mud tires

That's right
That's right

There's a live oak tree you can still see off ol' 129
You can see the scars its missin' bark
Where it stopped my truck that night
They say I took a swing at my best friend
For tryin' to take my keys
Next thing I knew I was upside down
Thinkin' this is it for me

When you see life flash before your eyes
The good, the bad, the wrong, the right
Fade into a bright white line
Shinin' down on you
Your hangin' on by a thread
Wondering which ones your last breath
Knowing there's so much you've left to do
Live your life a better man
When you've been, halfway to heaven

First thing I did was hug my momma
I even hugged my dad
I told them both how much I love them
Never saw daddy cry like that
Started hangin' out with my little brother
Man I never miss a game
I'm in church every Sunday mornin'
I pray everyday

When you see life flash before your eyes
The good, the bad, the wrong, the right
Fade into a bright white line
Shinin' down on you
Your hangin' on by a thread
Wonderin' which ones your last breath
Knowin' there's so much you have left to do
Live your life a better man
When you've been, halfway to heaven

I won't waste, one minute
Yeah my life's changed
And I'm gonna live it

Like I'm hangin' on by a thread
Wondering which ones my last breath
Knowin' there's so much I have left to do
I live my life a better man
I live my life a better man
Cause I've been, halfway to heaven
Halfway to heaven

Welcome to the home of a hillbilly
Yeah baby
It's a land of barbed wire, moonshine, whiskey
Park your car before you get it stuck
Go on grab me a beer
And get on up in the truck
It's going down tonight
It's all on me
It's B-Y-O-B, and I've got all we need
Yeah boy I'm bout to show me a city slicker
How to kick it in the sticks with the critters down on

Our side of the barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So we
We hang 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 south down here
Being an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks

So pop a top and drop a tailgate
Yeah we crankin' up A-C D-C, Hank, Skynrd, and George Strait
Wheres the girls?
'Bout to call 'em up
A little southern draw said "hey trouble whats up?"
It's goin' down tonight
Now there pullin' up
We got the jacked up trucks slap covered in mud
Bikini tops and Daisy Duke denim
Hoppin' out singin' outlaw women down on

Our side of the barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up, down here
We get loud, down here
We throwin' down, in the dirty dirty south down here
Being an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks

Hey boy hit this mason jar one time
Burned you a little bit didn't it?
Ever been snipe huntin'
Come on

We'll do a little frog giggin', cow tippin'
How 'bout a little skinny dippin', bass fishin'
Take it easy on the shine
Stay away from other boys women
That's one damn good way for a man to get it whooped down
These boys tough down here
Get your ass tore up down here
Being an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came

On side of a barbed wire
Money grows in rows
And if it don't you've gone broke
So we
We hang out by the bonfire
Just the good ole boys having a dang good time
We crank it up, down here
We get loud, down here
We throwin' down in the dirty dirty south, down here
Being an all nighter with the hippies and the hicks
The jocks and bikers they all came to kick it in the sticks