[Lyric] Ball Cap Cowboy (Ben Johnson)

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’ Johnny Cash
Just some good ol’
Down home
Bass Pro turned back
Ball cap cowboys
We hit the cornfields
The mud holes
All them hideouts
Where the cops couldn’t go
No brain’s
All guts
Pushing our dumb luck
Knew our names
But damn they never caught us

Half ton short bed
Backroad bandits
Jaw jackin’ beer drinking
Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack
Blastin’ Johnny Cash
Just some good ol’
Down home
Bass Pro turned back
Ball cap cowboys

Joey’s brother’s 21
We’d give him 20 bucks
That’d get ya 24 back then
The edge of town
Rough and rowdy crowd
The one all the girls wanna hang with
Half ton short bed
Backroad bandits
Jaw jackin’ beer drinking
Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack
Blastin’ Johnny Cash
Oh yeah we were the
Half ton short bed
Backroad bandits
Jaw jackin’ beer drinking
Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack
Blastin’ Johnny Cash
Just some good ol’
Down home
Bass Pro turned back
Ball cap cowboys

We were the ball cap cowboys
Yes, sir we were