Well I come from the holler
Where you beg to get a dollar
You go through an O for a baggy of dope
And once you cut it, I won't pay
Baby you and I know
That dusty fire hits my throat
Eyes will be wide and we'll ride through the night
'Til the Break of day
Just good ol' boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snortin' and stealin'
The drinkin' and dealin'
And ways of our dark world
Meet me out at midnight
Put that fire to my pipe
Hits my lungs like a blast from a gun
Keeps me up for days
My heart gets to racin'
My hands get to shakin'
I'll get by 'til the sun starts to shine
Then I'm on my way
Just good ol' boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snortin' and stealin'
The drinkin' and dealin'
And ways of our dark world
Just good ol' boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snortin' and stealin'
The drinkin' and dealin'
And ways of our dark world
