Текст песни Blake Shelton - Good ol' boys

Well every time I turn around I see some dude dressed like a clown Baggy pants and a cap on sideways They don't say ma'am or sir no more They won't even hold a door for a woman Well it's a crying shame Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Must be working on a farm Or out there chasing rainbows Are they back in Oklahoma Or at a Texas rodeo Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Are they sitting on an old bar stool Telling lies and cutting the fool Talking about the way it was and wishing Or down in Orange Beach, Alabama Hanging out at the Flora-Bama Headed out the pass and going fishing Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Must be working on a farm Or out there chasing rainbows Are they hiding down in Georgia Or at a Texas rodeo Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Are they driving cattle and riding high Living life the cowboy way Or down there on the front line Fighting off the bad guys Giving ‘em hell for the good ole USA Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Must be working on a farm Or out there chasing rainbows Are they back in Oklahoma Or at a Texas rodeo Tell me where did all the good ole boys go Yeah just where the hell did the good ole boys go I know where a few of 'em are Down there in southern Oklahoma There's even some down in Texas I even saw one in New York one time You know what I'm talking about ladies Hell, I'll hold the door for ya I'll hold your purse for ya And I'll even go pick up some feminine products for ya That's what a good ole boy'll do
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