Hippies and Cowboys

Well, I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning
 That's alright, I was up all night
 But I passed out before the sun came up
 I really wanted to see one of those
 I know that's no way for a man to behave
 With a mortgage due, and a baby on the way
 But somehow I made it to where I'm at
 It's been a living as a matter of fact
 I get a bad attitude from being tired and running 'round
 I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound
 I've never been a part of any musical scene
 I ain't just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean
 They don't write about me in their magazines
 And I don't ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing
 I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that
 But people keep on coming back
 Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
 They don't care about no trends
 They don't care about songs that sell
 Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
 So tonight everybody just sing along
 Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
 I've been standing on the outside for all of my life
 But I like the view, I'm not gonna lie
 Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes
 That ain't down-home to me
 I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells
 At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the smell
 Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune
 That's my kind of room
 Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
 They don't care about no trends
 They don't care about songs that sell
 Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
 So tonight everybody just sing along
 Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
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 Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
 They don't care about no trends
 They don't care about songs that sell
 Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone
 So tonight, everybody just sing along
 Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys
 And I'll be raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys