Old Souls

So y'all wanna to know how it is like Or how it is around my neck of the woods There's dust on the tractor A couple trucks in the pasture Big bucks on the back wall Boots on the front porch Welcome mat on the floor And a sign saying "howdy y'all" I know the times sure change We damn sure ain't We just some young folks Living with old souls We'll always load them hounds You don't get tired of that sound If you come from where we come from 'N got our kind of background Daddy had me shooting them rifles round When we could barely hold the gun up Now I'm passing that ole traditions down to my daughters and my son You can say that I'm crazy For doing the things that I do for fun But I could say the same thing to you for the life that you live For one, ain't no way you could catch me living Where I can't pee off the front porch Or hear them turkeys in the spring firing off like a blowtorch I'd rather be broke in a tent camp on a dead end road Living off spam wearing dirty clothes That's how it goes But I'm good with it, living primitive is a good feeling to me Problem free, I guess that's why I like to live where There's dust on the tractor A couple trucks in the pasture Big bucks on the back wall Boots on the front porch Welcome mat on the floor And a sign saying "howdy y'all" I know the times sure change We damn sure ain't We just some young folks Living with old souls Nowadays we're outta place life's too fast paced The older I get the more I realize that we can't change Bloodline's full of moonshine we were redlining them custom cars Tryna to stay out from behind bars now it's Nascar We salute the flag and the military I ain't the definition of a Christian But I still think that man up there is watching over me With a plan that only he knows So before I go to sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep And I know I reap what I sew So I hope the seeds that I've sewn are deeply rooted And stand strong when they get full grown We was born a few decades late Everything we are the world ain't But still we remain where There's dust on the tractor A couple trucks in the pasture Big bucks on the back wall Boots on the front porch Welcome mat on the floor And a sign saying "howdy y'all" I know the times sure change We damn sure ain't We just some young folks Living with old souls