"Good Ole Boy" lyrics

Some girls are looking for a Wall-Street man
With lots of "green" in the bank
Got to find a feller with a red-wine cellar
And a big, black Escalade
One of them dudes that don't cuss or chew
Don't never do nothing wrong
Personally, that don't do it for me, yeah
You can keep 'em all

I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy

Well, I've met guys in suits and ties
That'll buy you anything you want
Drink champagne and drop big names
In a high-dollar restaurant
I'd rather run with a son of a gun
That'll get a little dirt on his hands
I'd trade a high-class living for some good catfishing
With a real blue-collar man

I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy

I'd rather have a good ole boy
Who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy

You know I'd rather have a good ole boy
One who ain't afraid to make some noise
Do what you want to do but if I had the choice
I'd rather have a good ole boy
Yeah, I'd rather have a good ole boy