Indiana Boy

Hoosier boys like dirt roads, Fishin' holes, And a girl to hold. Sunday mornin' it's prayer day. Monday through Saturday raisin' cane. Everybody works eight to five, Sweatin' the day into night. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm a God fearin', Land lovin', Blue collar, Flag huggin' Indiana boy. That's who I am. Granddaddy rolled on eighteen wheels. Daddy spent time in a paper mill. Me, I got a six string and wore it out Writin' all these songs about Livin' here in the heartland where everybody still gives a damn. Yeah, yeah, yeah. I'm a God fearin', Land lovin', Blue collar, Flag huggin' Indiana boy. That's who I am. I ain't big on city lights, Martini bars, Three piece suits. I ain't got no time for liars. You can keep your mouth shut about our soldiers over there thrownin' down, Givin' you the freedom to run your mouth. Let me tell you again what I'm about! I'm Shelby county born and raised. Man of my word till my dyin' day. Pay my dues. Yes sir, yes ma'am. Indiana boy, That's what I am. Sycamore road right to my house. Stop by sometime I'll show you around. Tractor pullin' twenty-four seven. Yeah, man, that's a piece of heaven. I'm a God fearin', Land lovin', Blue collar, Flag huggin' Indiana boy. I'm a God fearin', Land lovin', Blue collar, Flag huggin' Indiana boy. That's who I am. That's who I am.