Building scaffolds in the Texas Sun
Stacking the bricks like he’s having fun
A wisecracking fella
With his grin in place
Wouldn’t want to get up in his face
A guy to respect
Born a bad dude.
In the Sugarland Bar, just sipping a beer,
A stripper’s getting hassled by a drunk in the rear,
Alton stands in, takes a .22 in the gut
But hauls the drunk to the cops and I’ll tell you what:
He’s a guy to respect
Born a bad dude
Drives a Purple convertible ‘58 Chevy
White leather upholstery
Fat fuzzy Dice hanging from the rearview mirror
Shiny Mag wheels
4 on the floor
Driving real slow
Pawns his fishing polls
To buy another round
Takes the white boy over to the east side of town.
We shoot some pool
In front of wary eyes
Alton says “Don’t you worry none now, this here’s a friend of mine”
A guy to respect
Born a bad dude
Barges in with a friend
Two six packs and a guitar
He says “This here’s my bother”
He plays the blues
Get out your bass and jam
A guy to respect
Born a real bad dude
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