When I was a kid
Uncle Remus would put
me to bed
With a picture of
Stonewall Jackson
above my head
Then Daddy came in
to kiss his little man
With gin on his breath
And a bible in his hand
He talked about honor and
things I should know
Then he'd stagger a little
as he went out the door
I can still hear the soft
southern winds
in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys
They still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna be
what we're gonna be
So what do you do
with good ol' boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the
night like the wind does
But you ain't afraid if you're
washed in the blood like I was
The smell of cape jasmine
through the window screen
John R and The Wolfman
kept me company
By the light of the radio
by my bed
With Thomas Wolfe whisperin'
in my head
I can still hear the soft
southern winds
in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys
They still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna be
what we're gonna be
So what do you do
with good ol' boys like me
When I was in school
I ran with a kid down the street
And I watched him burn
himself up on
bourbon and speed
But I was smarter than most
And I could choose
Learned to talk like a man
on the six o'clock news
When I was eighteen
Lord I hit the road
But it really doesn't matter
how far I go
I can still hear the soft
southern winds
in the live oak trees
And those Williams boys
They still mean a lot to me
Hank and Tennessee
I guess we're all gonna be
what we're gonna be
So what do you do
with good ol' boys like me
Yeah what do you do
with good ol' boys like me