No One Told Us

You smell that fan in the window lettin' air in
 Coals still burnin' outside from last weekend
 Your truck done died, it was runnin' all night
 To be the jukebox jam and the wood chop light
 You see that fence post nail at the top
 To hold the water bucket when the faucet's off
 That hide-a-way shed ain't just for the straw
 But also lightin' up and strummin' on a guitar
 And I sang man-oh-man
 Where'd the good times go?
 Back when Fall by Clay Walker was playin' on the radio
 So I sang boy-oh-boy
 How I miss them old Toyotas
 Yeah, country is as country does, we was but no one told us
 Yeah, I'm sick of hearin' the same thing, rhinestone cowboys
 I'm about to smack y'all like the ass on a cowgirl
 I'm Mr. Tennessee, barefoot bandit up in rocky top
 Orange and white blanket up in that red, red ragtop
 You want the gun smoke then bring your ass to the farm
 We just some country boys and girls gettin' stoned in a barn
 I get the Chattahoochee coochie, I'm the hollars Elvis Presley
 Even when I'm fat and old, Dixie chicks is gonna dig me
 I'll be somewhere on a boat gettin' too damn sunburnt
 Middle fingers up, sissies still bein' butthurt
 I'll be castin' a line just sittin' watchin' the float jump
 Put the country in country, no need to give it to me
 And I sang man-oh-man
 Where'd the good times go?
 Back when Fall by Clay Walker was playin' on the radio
 So I sang boy-oh-boy
 How I miss them old Toyotas
 Yeah, country is as country does, we was but no one told us
 Yeah, the music industry think they got me itchin' like sumac
 Got a bunch of tens in Tennessee line dancin' to this rap
 Rap stills do the shimmy of all the bass to the floor joists
 Do it like the legends, rock it out 'til we're deaf boys
 I'm kickin' up the amperage like I'm jumpin' off a Peterbilt
 Parkin' through the algae where the Creekers hid the shine stills
 Ridin' down the roads that lead to nothin' but a buzz
 I put the country in the rap because I'm wrapped up in the cut
 And I sang son-oh-son
 Just believe me when I say
 One day when I'm dead and gone, you'll smirk along and sing
 And you'll sing man-oh-man
 Where'd the good times go?
 Back when it was Holler Boys by Upchurch on the radio
 So I sang boy-oh-boy
 How I miss them old Toyotas
 Yeah, country is as country does, we was but no one told us