Them good old girls
Fall for them good old boys
With big old trucks
That make a bunch of noise
We buy our beer
When we fill our tank
We drive around and drink and talk about how we hate
This old town and barbed wire fences
Will get you nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Shotgun shells
Red stop signs
Sheriff parked
Down at the county line
Yeah, it's always been
Like it is right now
We don't know why but we hang around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Will get you nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Oh, yeah
Some made it out
Yeah, but I'm still here
Fillin' my tank
And buyin' my beer
But I'm headed home
To a pretty girl and a porch light
Now I know why some folks like
This old town and barbed wire fences
Will get you nowhere fast if you don't listen
You get some dirt on your boots and cuss that ground
While the rest of the world keeps spinnin' around
This old town and barbed wire fences
Yeah, this old town and barbed wire fences
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