Good Ole Boys Lyrics

Well, every time I turn around, I see some dude dressed like a clown
Baggy pants and a cap on sideways
They don't say ma'am or sir no more, they won't even hold a door for a woman
Well, it's a cryin' shame
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Tell me where did all the good ole boys go
Must be workin' on a farm, or out there chasin' rainbows
Are they back in Oklahoma, or at a Texas rodeo
Tell me where did all the good ole boys go
Are they sittin' on an old bar stool, tellin' lies and cuttin' the fool
Talkin' bout the way it was and wishin'
Or down in Orange Beach, Alabama, hangin' out at the Flora-Bama
Headed out the pass and goin' fishing
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Tell me where did all the good ole boys go
Must be workin' on a farm, or out there chasin' rainbows
Are they hidin' down in Georgia, or at a Texas rodeo
Tell me where did all the good ole boys go
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Are they drivin' cattle and ridin' high
Livin' life the cowboy way
Or down there on the front line, fightin' off the bad guys
Givin' 'em hell for the good ole USA
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Tell me where did all the good ole boys go
Must be workin' on a farm, or out there chasin' rainbows
Are they back in Oklahoma, or at a Texas rodeo
Tell me where did all the good ole boys go
Yeah, just where the hell did the good ole boys go
I know where a few of 'em are
Down there in southern Oklahoma There's even some down in Texas,
I even saw one in New York one time
You know what I"m talkin' about ladies,
Hell, I'll hold the door for ya
I'll hold your purse for ya,
I'll even go pick up some feminine products for ya
That's what a good ole boy'll do