Bad Case Of The Good Ole Boy

Well, I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
Had it all my life
Yeah, I'm just an ol' GA
And I'll be this way 'til the day I die, yeah

I drive a Detroit truck, sittin' six up
It don't save gas, but it don't get stuck
I drive at high noon, not ten and two
And yank a flat bottom boat with an Evinrude
Keep that '90s sound in style
Rackin' up country miles

Yeah, I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
Had it all my life
Yeah, I'm just an ol' GA
And I'll be this way 'til the day I die
I'm kickin' in these boots
Keep on diggin' in these roots
Don't matter if you don't
All that matters is I do
'Cause I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
And I just can't hide it

Yeah, I'm a new old schooler, big buck fooler
Keep my fish and my beer chillin' in the same cooler
Got a field full of gold and John Deere green
And the baddest girl you ever seen

'Cause I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
Had it all my life
Yeah, I'm just an ol' GA
And I'll be this way 'til the day I die
I'm kickin' in these boots
Keep on diggin' in these roots
Don't matter if you don't
All that matters is I do
'Cause I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
And I just can't hide it

I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
Had it all my life
Yeah, I'm just an ol' GA
And I'll be this way 'til the day I die
I'm kickin' in these boots
Keep on diggin' in these roots
Don't matter if you don't
All that matters is I do
'Cause I got a bad, bad case of the good ol' boy
And I just can't hide it