This hat knew the second that it tried me on
It belonged right on my head
See this hat has got my name in the band
Sweat rings in the tan red dirt from Alabama
Seen fire rain and thunder
Lot of plates on some bumpers
Heard a lot of prayers that sent the devil running
It's rugged
It's got soul
Rode in style a million miles of rollin' down troubadour road
On the soul
South of Bama hammer down to load in
Trying to get back home
And love on the one and only one that'll let me take off this hat
See this hat has got some bend in the brim
From running against the wind
I ain't done breaking in
See this hat has seen five star hotels
Woke up in jail
Been soaked in top shelf
Been Mississippi low
High on the left coast
Shot a lot of bull
And blown a lot of smoke
It's rugged
It's got soul
Rode in style a million miles of rollin' down troubadour road
On the soul
South of Bama hammer down to load in
Trying to get back home
And love on the one and only one that'll let me take off this hat
You can bury me brother in Johnny Cash black
Fold my hands right across this hat
It's rugged
It's got soul
Rode in style a million miles of rollin' down troubadour road
On the soul
South of Bama hammer down to load in
Trying to get back home
And love on the one and only one that'll let me take off this hat
The one and only one that'll let me take off this hat
