3 Kings

Skoal ring poppin' out of Wrangler jean pockets

Grab a light for the porch where the neon's rockin'

And the jukebox quarters get to rattlin' and droppin'

For some Strait "Friday Night Fever"

We're all a bunch of down home, ice cold

Party all night, long neck believers

And King George, King Ranch, King James

If you're raised up on it, then you know what I mean

The road out world runs around three things

King George, King Ranch, King James

We clean up real pretty, but our boots get dirty

And our Saturday nights get a little bit blurry

But Lord have mercy, we still show up early

With our hats all prayin' in the Sunday pew

Don't know much about a whole lot of things

But 'round here, we know enough about a few

King George, King Ranch, King James

If you're raised up on it, then you know what I mean

The road out world runs around three things

King George, King Ranch, King James

Know "Amarillo By Morning"

How to haul in an F-250

Know the good book

Down to the red letter grandmama crossed, it's John 3:16

Yeah

King George, King Ranch, King James

Ain't rough don't fix it, keep it same 'ol same

We are who we are, and we like it that way

King George, King Ranch, King James

If you're raised up on it, then you know what I mean

The road out world runs around three things

King George, King Ranch, King James

King George, King Ranch, King James