Lyrics:
Baby baby baby
He's got you cryin' again
Baby baby baby
He's got you cryin' again
He's a good old boy but he's a Bad Old Boyfriend.
I know
Tokyo and Ramaphosa
Hoor hoe sing ons Shosholoza
Tokyo and Ramaphosa
Hulle is mos good old boys
The rich are getting richer and the poor are going
My old homies good luck
My old homies good luck
행운을 빌어 전부다 행운을 빌어
bye my old boy
good bye my old boys
good bye my old boy
good bye my old boys
They
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
Getting by
On Uncle Sam's daughters and sons
Good old boys and girls
Congregating, waiting in another world
With roller coaster brains
Imagine playing with trains
Well, we're good old boys, we come from the North Shore
Drinkers and carousers the likes you've never seen
And this night, by God! We drank till
God made a good old boy
Granddaddy's passed down old 410's
Wrangler made a bootcut jean
Busch put beer in camouflage cans
And John Deere painted
feel a storm a-coming
The winds of change are blowing strong
Son, I'm afraid when the good old boys age out
The good old days are gone"
It wasn't twenty
good manners
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good old boys
I'm writing my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time
good manners
I got a stolen wife
And a rhinestone life
And some good old boys
I'm writing my will
On a three dollar bill
In the evening time
in the middle where we're grown 'til we're gone, God willing
Just some good old boys and good old girls
Hunting red dirt dreams in a concrete world
to the levee
But the levee was dry
Them good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing, "This'll be the day that I die"
This will be the day that I die
Que
daughters and sons
Good old boys and girls
Congregating waiting in another world
With roller coaster brains
Imagine playing with trains
Good old boys
old boys
'Cause good old boys
Will have you begging and pleading
Whatever you want, baby
Whatever you need maybe
Whatever you want, I can't give
the moonlight
It's a bring your own booze contribution
We got beer and good old boys, good old girls
Gettin' backwards in a backwoods world
Sunday morning
Bye bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this will be
Bye bye, Miss American Pie
Drove my Chevy to the levy
But the levy was dry
And good old boys were drinking whiskey and rye
Singing this will be
boots, muddy tires
Wrap your baby in your jacket by the fire
Yeah, the girls 'round here, they got it bad
For good old boys in a camouflage hat
nine ninety nine was a hell of a year
Riding rough round the dark side of Io drinking stale Earth beer
Just some good old boys out on the rings of Saturn
above.
I'm just a good old boy that lives to love life
Ooooo I live to love life
Ooooo I live to love life
Got Lynyrd Skynyrd in me, got CCR in me.
through
The pretty boy floyds and the Cuchie Cu's
Out stepped the grey haired dance hall henry
Said no shoes no shirt son no entry
Hell were just good old
Just the good old boys
Never meanin' no harm
Beats all you never saw
Been in trouble with the law
Since the day they was born
Straightenin'
Or stand down
Commence graduation day
My best regards
To all
Legendary fable states
The good old boys
Never die
Just get drunk
Here's another
Wack ass
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