Lyrics

[Verse 1] Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old scars bleed Tryna write a plotline that you don't already know 'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy, or a girl from Ohio [Verse 2] They tell me I can sell my soul for a dream and a couple of shows I don't think they understand how deep loyalty goes For some boys I got in a barn we built out of pure Douglas fir Badly written songs next to horses' shit is what an Okie boy prefers [Chorus] Go on and tell me what you wanna While me and mine, do what we're gonna You can keep your name and burn the cash Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask [Verse 3] I feel I've lived a thousand lives just to get right where I am Some hurtful words and some Pabst on ice turned a child into a man We started this thing grinnin' boys, I think we've gotta run The radio man came to fuck it up as he boasts about number ones [Chorus] Go on and tell me what you wanna As me and mine, do what we're gonna You can keep your name and burn the cash Tell 'em I died singin' in these hills if they ask [Outro] Go ahead and make your money off a poor boy just like me And I'll be pacin' in my room tonight tryna make some old scars bleed Tryna write a plotline that you don't already know 'Bout the weekend crowd, or a reckless boy, or a girl from Ohio