How 'Bout You

Yeah, I know where I come from

How 'bout you?

I don't need baggy clothes

Or rings in my nose to be cool

Yeah, the scars on my knuckles match these scuffs on these cowboy boots

There's a whole lot more like me

How 'bout you?

Yeah, I punch the clock trying' to make it to the top, how 'bout you?

I ain't got no blue-blood trust fund I can dip in to

Yeah, I wish Uncle Sam would give a damn about the man who's collar's blue

But if he don't, hell, I'll make it on my own

How 'bout you?

An' how 'bout you?

Do you feel the way I do?

To tell the truth

I think we're the chosen few

That's just me

How 'bout you?

I still say "yes, ma'am" to my mama

How 'bout you?

If I shake your hand, look you in the eye you can bet your ass, it's gonna be the truth

I cover my heart with my hat when they fly my red, white and blue

Just like my Daddy taught me

How 'bout you?

An' how 'bout you, do you feel the way I do?

To tell the truth

I think we're the chosen few

But that's just me

Yeah, how 'bout you?

Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you?

Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you?

I like my country rocking', give it to 'em boys!

Give me a crowd that's redneck an' loud, we'll raise the roof

And we're probably gonna stay all night long

How 'bout you, do you feel the way I do?

To tell the truth

I think we're the chosen few

An' how 'bout you?

Do you feel the way I do?

'Cause man, I know where I come from:

How 'bout you?