Ball Cap Cowboy Lyrics

We were yes Sir

Yes ma’am

Skoal rings and farm tans

Dirt on our boots

Stringin’ barb wire callous hands

We were daytime

Straight line

Lookin’ mama in the eye

With a white lie

Kept that wild side hidin’ for a mile

Then we hit the gas

We were half ton short bed

Backroad bandits

Jaw jackin’ beer drinking

Good time havin’

Rifle in a gun rack

Blastin’ Johnny Cash

Just some good ol’

Down home

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Ball cap cowboys

We hit the cornfields

The mud holes

All them hideouts

Where the cops couldn’t go

No brain’s

All guts

Pushing our dumb luck

Knew our names

But damn they never caught us

Half ton short bed

Backroad bandits

Jaw jackin’ beer drinking

Good time havin’

Rifle in a gun rack

Blastin’ Johnny Cash

Just some good ol’

Down home

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Ball cap cowboys

Joey’s brother’s 21

We’d give him 20 bucks

That’d get ya 24 back then

The edge of town

Rough and rowdy crowd

The one all the girls wanna hang with

Half ton short bed

Backroad bandits

Jaw jackin’ beer drinking

Good time havin’

Rifle in a gun rack

Blastin’ Johnny Cash

Oh yeah we were the

Half ton short bed

Backroad bandits

Jaw jackin’ beer drinking

Good time havin’

Rifle in a gun rack

Blastin’ Johnny Cash

Just some good ol’

Down home

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Ball cap cowboys

We were the ball cap cowboys

Yes, sir we were