Y’all Boys

Well there's those boys got the kinda ride gettin' 55 to the gallon
They listen to that new school, never heard of George or Alan
There's those boys wear the kinda boots you ain't supposed to get muddy
Ain't got a dog that lives outside, ain't got a buddy named Buddy
Yeah, I ain't hatin' on them boys, grew up lockin' their doors
There's all kinds of boys up under the sun
Son, but this one's for...
Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys
Here before you naw rollin' off just right
Man, that town is small, boys, but you have a ball, boys
Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night
Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call
Pretty girl who you gon' fall for
One of them back road runners
Man, I'm glad I'm one of 'em
Y'all boys
(Yo Hardy, go tell 'em 'bout the girls one time)
There's those girls that like gold and pearls
Dippin' into trust fund money (Cha-ching)
Yeah, the radio and the Jack 'n' Coke
Is the only thing they know country
Didn't grow up on no county road
They grew up on some street
They think they know what kind of man they want
Until they meet...
Y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys
Here before you naw rollin' off just right
Man, that town is small, boys, but you have a ball, boys
Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night
Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call
Pretty girl who you gon' fall for
One of them back road runners
Man I'm glad I'm one of 'em
Y'all boys
State trophy in the hall, boys
Hangin' somethin' that you hunted on the wall, boys
You mess with one of us, you get us all boys
Yeah all of y'all boys with that southern drawl, boys
Here before you naw rollin' off just right
Man, that town is small, boys, but you have a ball, boys
Homemade alcohol on a Saturday night
Yeah, truck stuck, who you gon' call
Pretty girl who you gon' fall for
One of them back road runners
Man I'm glad I'm one of 'em
Y'all boys