Good Ol' Boys Like Us - JJ Lawhorn

Sittin' on the toolbox

In this short bed chevrolet

I come out here to the county line

When I need some time to think

And lately I’ve been thinking

'Bout a boy I used to know

He was taken from this world

At twenty-one years old

When I look up at that photograph

See the smile there on his face

Well man it sure is hard to grasp

But I know he’s in a better place

Cause gods got a spot in heaven

For good ol' boys like us

Yea he knows wings just ain’t our thing

So up there they drive pick up trucks

And as we speak they’re probably

Spending tires and slinging mud

Yea gods got a place

Yea gods got a place

For good ol' boys like us

You ever get the feelin'

That they still hang around

Yea you can almost feel them

Though their no where to be found

Some people tell me son

It’s all in your head

But I say hey it’s just their way

Of watching over us my friend

Well life goes on when we lose someone

Cause it ain’t our time yet

But country folks just ain’t the kind

Of people to forget

That gods got a spot in heaven

For good ol' boys like us

Yea he knows wings just ain’t our thing

So up there they drive pick up trucks

And as we speak they’re probably

Spinnin' tires and slinging mud

Yea gods got a place

Yea gods got a place

For good ol' boys like us

Ohhh yeaa, for good ol' boys like us

When I climb up off that toolbox

And slide up in the seat

I thank god for taking care of my buddy

Until the next time we meet

Gods got a spot in heaven

For good ol' boys like us

Yea they’ve always got our backs

From somewhere up above

Because a country boy always looks out

For the ones that he loves

Yea gods got a place

Hey gods got a place

Yea gods got a place

For good ol' boys like us

Oh yea, for good ol' boys like us