"Golden Rules" lyrics

Don't ever drive on a planted field
You can borrow but you better not steal
Don't kill whatcha ain't gonna eat
Phone calls and love are both a two-way street
Never feed a dog off the table
Keep a good pair of jumper cables in the tool box on the Chevy
Keep that New King James ready

Ya, we grew up, Red letters, red dirt
Church pew'd up
Every Sunday learnin' "do unto others as we'd have 'em do to us" - to us
Ya, that Matthew 7:12 ain't the only one we stuck to
Round here theres more than a few
Of them small town Golden rules, ya

Last one through better shut the gate
It ain't trash til you tried duck tape
When it rains it pours - when it don't rain
So put a little back every pay check day
Watch your mouth at your Momma's house
Don't start a fight, but finish it out
Love your lady right
Hold your baby's hand
Tip the offering plate and tip the band

Ya, we grew up, Red letters, red dirt
Church pew'd up
Every Sunday learnin' "do unto others as we'd have 'em do to us" - to us
Ya, that Matthew 7:12 ain't the only one we stuck to
Round here theres more than a few
Of them small town Golden rules, ya

Might not be written in a law book
But we live by it, die by it, y'all look

Ya, we grew up, Red letters, red dirt
Church pew'd up
Every Sunday learnin' "do unto others as we'd have 'em do to us" - to us
Ya, that Matthew 7:12 ain't the only one we stuck to
Round here theres more than a few

Of them small town Golden rules, ya