These Are My People

Well, we grew up down by the railroad tracks

Shootin' B.B.'s at old beer cans

Chokin' on the smoke from a lucky strike

Somebody lifted off of his old man

We were football flunkies, southern rock junkies

Crackin' up the stereos

Singin' loud and proud to Gimme Three Steps

Simple Man and Curtis Lou, we were good you know

We got some discount knowledge at the junior college

Where we majored in beer and girls

It was all real funny 'til we ran out of money

And they threw us out into the world

Yeah, the kids that thought they'd run this town

Ain't runnin' much of anything

Just lovin' and laughin', and bustin' our asses

And we call it all livin' the dream

These are my people, this is where I come from

We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some

It ain't always pretty, but it's real

It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way

These are my people

Well, we take it all week on the chin with a grin

'Til we make it to a Friday night

And it's church league softball holler 'bout a bad call

Preacher breakin' up the fight

Then later on at the green light tavern

Well, everybody's gatherin' as friends

And the beer is pourin' until Monday mornin'

Then we start all over again

And these are my people, this is where I come from

We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some

It ain't always pretty, but it's real

It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way

These are my people

We fall down and we get up

We walk proud and we talk tough

We got heart and we got nerve

Even if we are a bit disturbed

Woo!

C'mon

These are my people, this is where I come from

We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some

It ain't always pretty, but it's real

It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way, oh no

These are my people, yeah, woo!