Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me

And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old scars bleed

Tryna write a plot line that you don't already know

'bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy, or a girl from ohio.

They tell me I can sell my soul for a dream and a couple shows

I don't think they understand how deep loyalty goes

For some boys I got in a barn we built out of pure douglas fir

Badly written songs next to horses' shit is what an okie boy prefers.

Go on and tell me what you wanna

While me and mine do what we're gonna

You can keep your name and burn the cash

Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask.

I feel I've lived a thousand lives just to get right where I am

Some hurtful words and some pabst on ice turn a child into a man

We started this thing grinnin' boys, I think we've gotta run

The radio man came to fuck it up as he boasts about number ones.

Go on and tell me what you wanna

While me and mine do what we're gonna

You can keep your name and burn the cash

Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask.

Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me

And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old scars bleed

Tryna write a plot line that you don't already know

'bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy, or a girl from ohio.