Good Ole Boys

The sign said "don't tread one me"
I guess I'll go around
I don't know who they are
But they must be laying down

Rattling bible belt chains
They're making me want to go
The cross is a plus to me
I guess I'm comfortable down below

I'm kind of worried how you're living your life, kid
You know there's nothing worse than keeping your love hid
And it don't matter what they say about you
You know I've got all of this care about you, friend

I want a keystone beer
In a worn out Chevrolet
Tell me your red dirt secrets
About what happened down by the lake

Not all the good ol' boys, are all that good you know
Chocked full of snuff and guilt, and trying to not let it show

I'm kind of worried how you're living your life, kid
You know there's nothing worse than keeping your love hid
And it don't matter what they say about you
You know I've got all of this care about you

So don't stop kid
Don't stop kid
Don't stop kid
Don't keep it hid