He Don't Mind

HE DON’T MIND

 Ol cowboy hat pulled down

 Across his face

 Black Lucchese boots

 Standing in the rain

 And he don’t mind

 He don’t mind

 He’s a slow walking

 Short talking

 Not one to cross that line

 The old school kind

 And he don’t mind

 He smokes Marlboro Reds

 Knowing they cost a whole lot more

 He says if you ain't smoking what you want What the hell you smoking for And

he don’t mind He don’t mind

 He’s a mother trucking

 Hag loving

 One to leave his sweet thing crying

 The old school kind

 And he don’t mind

 He’s got scars on his knuckles

 For standing up for what was right

 Hes got tattoos on his heart

 For loving the leaving kind

 But he don’t mind

 No he don’t mind

 Hes a flag waving Copenhagen

 Hell raising

 Likes to show his southern pride

 The old school kind

 And he don’t mind

 He's a flag waving Copenhagen

 Hell raising

 Likes to show his southern pride

 The old school kind

 And he don’t mind

 No he don’t mind