You can take my truck Take that old blue hound Take that barn in the back Burn it down to the ground Well there’s more to me than an F-150 A dog and couple bales of hay, that’s right
You can take these six strings right out of my hand Take all these songs and shove ’em in a can Throw them in a river yeah, I got more than that to say
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw (?) It’s a sweet slow rolling of southern drawl It’s my last name, it’s where I come from
It’s as thick as the whiskey runnin’ through my blood It ain’t just my looks that my girl loves My father’s father To my father’s son
Yeah you can take a lot of things from a man And leave him deep broken-hearted and bent But you ain’t never gonna take this accent
It’s got a little dirt It’s got a little rasp Yeah them Marlboro Reds, well, they’ll do that If you’re talkin’ bout taking things from me Why don’t you take those
Oh it’s Tennessee truth Yeah, it’s a small town proud It’s Sunday prayer comin’ outta my mouth Thanking God she said “Yes” when I proposed
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw (?) It’s a sweet slow rolling of southern drawl It’s my last name, it’s where I come from
It’s as thick as the whiskey runnin’ through my blood It ain’t just my looks that my girl loves My father’s father To my father’s son
Yeah you can take a lot of things from a man And leave ’em deep broken-hearted and bent But you ain’t never gonna take this accent
Well this is real hand-me-down from my pa-paw (?) It’s a sweet slow rolling of southern drawl It’s my last name, it’s where I come from
It’s as thick as the whiskey runnin’ through my blood It ain’t just my looks that my girl loves My father’s father To my father’s son
Yeah you can take a lot of things from a man And leave ’em deep broken-hearted and bent But you ain’t never gonna take this accent But you ain’t never gonna take this accent