Album : Justin Moore
Clean Lyric
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Wear my name on the back of my belt
Believe there's a God to save me from hell
And dirt roads were made for country boys like me

Don't believe in politically correct
If you wanna a piece of me you better have a set
A rifle and a four wheel drive is all I need

Small mouth bass on the end of a hook
Daddy read from the good book

I'm just a country boy from this land
Makin' a livin' with these two hands
Still believe in the good ole American way

I watch 'em shut the factories down
Then the foreigners flood into town
They take what's left for half the pay

We can't stand by and just let it fade away
The good ole American way

Got sense enough to know things change
But the little man's gettin' screwed today
Somebody with a backbone please stand up

Oh, we worked so hard to get this far
Now we're forgettin' who we are
Hell, we tolerate everythin' and just call it love
Don't tell me there ain't somethin' wrong
Somebody's gotta sing this song

I'm just a country boy from this land
Makin' a livin' with these two hands
Still believe in the good ole American way

I watch 'em shut the factories down
Then the foreigners flood into town
They take what's left for half the pay

We can't stand by and just let it fade away
The good ole American way
We can't stand by and just let it fade away
The good ole American way

I wear my name on the back of my belt
Believe there's a God to save me from hell
And dirt roads were made for country boys like me
Wear my name on the back of my belt   Believe there's a God to save me from hell   And dirt roads were made for country boys like me      Don't believe in politically correct   If you wanna a piece of me you better have a set   A rifle and a four wheel drive is all I need      Small mouth bass on the end of a hook   Daddy read from the good book      I'm just a country boy from this land   Makin' a livin' with these two hands   Still believe in the good ole American way      I watch 'em shut the factories down   Then the foreigners flood into town   They take what's left for half the pay      We can't stand by and just let it fade away   The good ole American way      Got sense enough to know things change   But the little man's gettin' screwed today   Somebody with a backbone please stand up      Oh, we worked so hard to get this far   Now we're forgettin' who we are   Hell, we tolerate everythin' and just call it love   Don't tell me there ain't somethin' wrong   Somebody's gotta sing this song      I'm just a country boy from this land   Makin' a livin' with these two hands   Still believe in the good ole American way      I watch 'em shut the factories down   Then the foreigners flood into town   They take what's left for half the pay      We can't stand by and just let it fade away   The good ole American way   We can't stand by and just let it fade away   The good ole American way      I wear my name on the back of my belt   Believe there's a God to save me from hell   And dirt roads were made for country boys like me