(Mm, mm, mm)
I like spring and dogs and rusty screen doors
Candlelight on creaky wood floors
A good sunrise and fireflies in a jar, yes
A banjo ringin' through the pines
The way I feel on a homemade wine and jug fishin'
Under a sky full of stars
Well, I'm okay, yes, I'm just fine
Just wish the world would move slower
Or that I could go back in time
Well, I'm just a down-home southern
Lord, I don't need nothin', just enough to get me by (get me by)
And I was raised at an early age when you shake a man's hand
You look him square in the eye (oh, square in the eye)
I'm a real cool old school, don't you lie to me, fool
There ain't a damn thing about me fake, no
I'm a modern-day John Wayne, got my daddy's last name
Born 50 years too late, yep, ah (ooh-ooh, ooh, ooh-hoo)
Now, whatever happened to an honest day's work?
Sweatin' your ass off in a flannel shirt
It's a fast-paced rat race, don't even know
Take a who's a-gonna finish first (who's gonna finish first?)
Nowadays, it's safe to say that a damn dog's got more rights
'Cause the administration's tryna rule this population
Folks, we gotta stand up and we gotta fight
But I don't complain (ooh-hoo), I take it all in stride
Just seems this whole world, it has changed
And almost overnight
Oh well, but I'm still down-home southern
Lord, I don't need nothin', just enough to get me by
And I was raised at an early age when you shake a man's hand
You look him square in the eye (square in the eye)
I'm a real cool old school, don't you lie to me, fool
There ain't a damn thing about me fake (there ain't a damn thing about me)
I'm a modern-day John Wayne, got my daddy's last name
Born 50 years too late, yeah (ooh)
Born 50 years too late
Just down-home southern
Lord, I don't need nothin' (oh), just enough to get me by (ooh)
And I was raised at an early age when you shake a man's hand (oh)
You look him square in the eye (oh-oh)
I'm a real cool old school, don't lie to me, fool
There ain't a damn thing about me fake, no sir
Well, I'm a modern-day John Wayne, got my daddy's last name
Born 50 years too late, ha
Born 50 years too late
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
Born 50 years too late
(Mm-mm, mm-mm)
I like spring, dogs and rusty screen doors
Candlelight on creaky wood floors
A good sunrise and fireflies in a jar
