Blake Shelton - Good Ol' Boys Lyrics
Well every time I turn around I see some dude dressed like a clownBaggy pants and a Cap on sidewaysThey don't say Ma'am or Sir no more they won't even hold a door for a womanWell it's a crying shameTell me where did all the Good Ole Boys Go?Must be workin' on a farm or out there chasing rainbowsAre they back in Oklahoma or in a Texas rodeo?Tell me where did all the Good Ole Boys Go?Are they sitting on a an old bar stool or telling lies and cutting a foolTalking about 'the way it was' and wishing?Down in Orange Beach, Alabama hanging out at the Flora-Bama heading out thePass and goin' fishin'?Tell me where did all the Good Ole Boys Go?Must be workin on a farm or out there chasing rainbowsAre they hiding down in Georgia or in a Texas rodeo?Tell me where did all the Good Ole Boys Go?Are they drivin' cattle and a ridin' high living life the Cowboy way?Or Down there on the front line fighting off the bad guys, giving them hellFor the good ole USA?Tell me where did all the Good Ole Boys Go?Must be workin on a farm or out there chasing rainbowsAre they back in oklahoma or in a texas rodeo?Tell me where did all the Good Ole Boys Go?Yeah just where the hell did all the good ole boys go?(I know where a few of them are, down there in southern Oklahoma, even someDown in Texas, I even saw one on NY one time, you know what I'm talkingAbout ladies, hell I'll hold the door for you, I'll hold your purse for you, I'll even go pick up some feminine products for you, that's what a good oleBy would do)
