Good Ole Boys Like Me lyrics
When I was a kid Uncle Remus he put me to bed
With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head Then daddy came in to kiss his little man With gin on his breath and a Bible in his hand He talked about honor and things I should know Then he staggered a little as he went out the door I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we're all gonna be what we're 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 the blood like I was The smell of Cape Jasmine through the window screen John R and the wolfman kept me company By the light of the radio by my bed with Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head I can still hear the soft southern winds... When I was in school I ran with a kid down the street And I watched him burn himself up on Bourbon and speed But I was smarter than most and I could choose Learned to talk like the man on the six o'clock news When I was eighteen Lord I hit the road but it really dodn't matter how far I go I can still hear the soft southern winds... Yeah what do you do with good ole boys like me
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