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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