We were yes Sir Yes ma’am Skoal rings and farm tans Dirt on our boots Stringin’ barb wire callous hands We were daytime Straight line Lookin’ mama in the eye With a white lie Kept that wild side hidin’ for a mile Then we hit the gas We were half ton short bed Backroad bandits Jaw jackin’ beer drinking Good time havin’ Rifle in a gun rack Blastin’...Learn More