Twenty dollars out of mommas purse bought Us a tank of gas And some Redman tobacco When we were just teenage kids Me and my old buddy Leroy Wed go driving around If there was trouble to be found Then man we dang sure did Cutting doughnuts in the fields Till old man Smith would call the cops Hed come runninout with a shotgun cause we were runnin down his crops And I reckon hes still wonderin who that was But that was us Now some of these old local boys moved on But we never changed a bit Never had a lick of sense, least thats what Some folks said Then finally we turned old enough to buy our Own beer Dont remember much about that year Just lucky we aint dead Cause somebody said they saw some boys With a truck looked just like mine Tryin to pull down that old water tank That sits out on the country line And people wonder why it leans the way it does That was us See Randy Travis LiveGet tickets as low as 110You might also likeSeems like small towns never change But things get tough when times get hard And they said when he got sick Old man Smith wouldve lost the farm Cause he was getting way behind on all his bills Till somebody brought his crops in from the fields Yeah and folks round here still wonder who That was That was us
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