COUNTRY BOYS - James Johnston

Dirt bikes on weekends\nAnd trucks we’d take drifting\nYeah, that’s what we called toys\nOld boots and blue jeans\nNo, there’s no mistaking\nWe were country boys\nNo city in sight\nDirt road for miles\nYeah, it was a hell of a life\nCause we were\nBuilding bonfires on Friday nights\nWe were\nChasing round them girls we liked\nWe were\nJust some kids hanging out in the middle of nowhere\nWe were\nSpending summers swimming in that creek\nNo, we didn’t have much\nBut we had all we need\nNo, it wasn’t our choice\nBut I’m thankful I was\nOne of them small town, knock around\nCountry boys\nOh oh oh oh…\nOne of them country boys\nJump off the deep end\nTo prove you’re a real man\nWas something you couldn’t avoid\nNa, it’s just what you did\nWhen you grew up like this\nAs one of them, country boys\nYeah, we were\nBuilding bonfires on Friday nights\nWe were\nChasing round them girls we liked\nWe were\nJust some kids hanging out in the middle of nowhere\nWe were\nSpending summers swimming in that creek\nNo, we didn’t have much\nBut we had all we need\nNo, it wasn’t our choice\nBut I’m thankful I was\nOne of them small town, knock around\nCountry boys\nYeah, one of them country boys…\nNo city in sight\nDirt road for miles\nYeah, it was a hell of a life\nCause we were\nBuilding bonfires on Friday nights\nWe were\nChasing round them girls we liked\nWe were\nJust some kids hanging out in the middle of nowhere\nJust like wind we were\nSpending summers swimming in that creek\nNo, we didn’t have much\nBut we had all we need\nIt wasn’t our choice\nBut I’m thankful I was\nOne of them small town, knock around\nCountry boys\nOh oh oh oh\nOne of them country boys…