"Good Ole Boy" lyrics

He's gotta a little rust on a paid for truck sitting in the driveway
You can find him at the dive bar, buzzed after forty hour Friday's
Last one outta church
First clockin' into work
Yeah he's a good ole boy

He's got a bird dog best friend bunch of buddies in In his small town
He's sure to show up with a smile and a jack every time you're broke down
He's got a night stand bible and a 44
He's a little hell raising more praise the lord
He's a good ol boy

He's a good ole boy
On four good years
A real good time when he's drinkin' beers
Spends Sunday super at mommas house
He's a country song
Rooted in the ground
He's got dirt on his hands
And yes ma'am in his voice
There ain't no better man than a good ole boy

Every dollar that he saved is in a Folgers can sitting on a Frigidaire
But that front porch five acre breeze makes him feel like a millionaire
He loves sippin' sweet tea next to his sweetheart
Watchin' sunsets turn into shootin' stars
He's a good ole boy

He's a good ole boy
On four good years
A real good time when he's drinkin' beers
Spends Sunday super at his mommas house
He's a country song
Rooted in the ground
He's got dirt on his hands
And yes ma'am in his voice
There ain't no better man than a good ole boy

He's a gas station cup a coffee every day rolling down a two lane
In a world full a blownin' with the wind
Na he ain't ever gonna change

He's a good ole boy
On four good years
A real good time when he's drinkin' beer
Spends Sunday super at mommas house
He's a country song
Turned way up loud
He's got dirt on his hands
And yes ma'am in his voice
There ain't no better man than a good ole boy