Hippies and Cowboys

Well, I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning That's alright, I was up all night But I passed out before the sun came up I really wanted to see one of those I know that's no way for a man to behave With a mortgage due, and a baby on the way But somehow I made it to where I'm at It's been a living as a matter of fact I get a bad attitude from being tired and running 'round I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound I've never been a part of any musical scene I ain't just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean They don't write about me in their magazines And I don't ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that But people keep on coming back Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys They don't care about no trends They don't care about songs that sell Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone So tonight everybody just sing along Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys I've been standing on the outside for all of my life But I like the view, I'm not gonna lie Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes That ain't down-home to me I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the smell Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune That's my kind of room Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys They don't care about no trends They don't care about songs that sell Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone So tonight everybody just sing along Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys They don't care about no trends They don't care about songs that sell Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone So tonight, everybody just sing along Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys And I'll be raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys