[Verse 1] I know where I come from How bout you? I dont need baggy clothes Or rings in my nose to be cool The scars on my knuckles Match these scuffs on these cowboy boots An theres a whole lot more like me How bout you? I punch the clock trying to make it to the top How bout you? I arent got no blueblood trust fund I can dip in to Yeah, I wish Uncle Sam would give a damn About the man whos collars blue But if he dont, hell, Ill make it on my own How bout you? [Chorus] An how bout you? Do you feel the way I do? To tell the truth I think were the chosen few But thats just me How bout you? [Verse 2] I still say Yes, Maam to my Momma How bout you? If I shake your hand, look you in the eye You can bet your ass, itll be the truth I cover my heart with my hat When they fly that Red, White and Blue Just like my Daddy taught me How bout you? [Chorus] An how bout you? Do you feel the way I do? To tell the truth I think were the chosen few But thats just me How bout you? [Verse 3] I like my country rocking How bout you? Just put me on a stage, man Turn it up an Ill turn it loose Yeah, give me a crowd thats redneck an loud Well raise the roof Hell, I might just stay all night long How bout you? Do you feel the way I do? To tell the truth I think were the chosen few An how bout you? Do you feel the way I do? Cause, man, I know where I come from How bout you?
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