These Are My People

Well, we grew up down by the railroad tracks
 Shootin' B.B.'s at old beer cans
 Chokin' on the smoke from a lucky strike
 Somebody lifted off of his old man
 We were football flunkies, southern rock junkies
 Crackin' up the stereos
 Singin' loud and proud to Gimme Three Steps
 Simple Man and Curtis Lou, we were good you know
 We got some discount knowledge at the junior college
 Where we majored in beer and girls
 It was all real funny 'til we ran out of money
 And they threw us out into the world
 Yeah, the kids that thought they'd run this town
 Ain't runnin' much of anything
 Just lovin' and laughin', and bustin' our asses
 And we call it all livin' the dream
 These are my people, this is where I come from
 We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some
 It ain't always pretty, but it's real
 It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way
 These are my people
 Well, we take it all week on the chin with a grin
 'Til we make it to a Friday night
 And it's church league softball holler 'bout a bad call
 Preacher breakin' up the fight
 Then later on at the green light tavern
 Well, everybody's gatherin' as friends
 And the beer is pourin' until Monday mornin'
 Then we start all over again
 And these are my people, this is where I come from
 We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some
 It ain't always pretty, but it's real
 It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way
 These are my people
 We fall down and we get up
 We walk proud and we talk tough
 We got heart and we got nerve
 Even if we are a bit disturbed
 Woo!
 C'mon
 These are my people, this is where I come from
 We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some
 It ain't always pretty, but it's real
 It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way, oh no
 These are my people, yeah, woo!
 
 Well, we grew up down by the railroad tracks
 Shootin' B.B.'s at old beer cans
 Chokin' on the smoke from a lucky strike
 Somebody lifted off of his old man
 We were football flunkies, southern rock junkies
 Crackin' up the stereos
 Singin' loud and proud to Gimme Three Steps
 Simple Man and Curtis Lou, we were good you know
 We got some discount knowledge at the junior college
 Where we majored in beer and girls
 It was all real funny 'til we ran out of money
 And they threw us out into the world
 Yeah, the kids that thought they'd run this town
 Ain't runnin' much of anything
 Just lovin' and laughin', and bustin' our asses
 And we call it all livin' the dream
 These are my people, this is where I come from
 We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some
 It ain't always pretty, but it's real
 It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way
 These are my people
 Well, we take it all week on the chin with a grin
 'Til we make it to a Friday night
 And it's church league softball holler 'bout a bad call
 Preacher breakin' up the fight
 Then later on at the green light tavern
 Well, everybody's gatherin' as friends
 And the beer is pourin' until Monday mornin'
 Then we start all over again
 And these are my people, this is where I come from
 We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some
 It ain't always pretty, but it's real
 It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way
 These are my people
 We fall down and we get up
 We walk proud and we talk tough
 We got heart and we got nerve
 Even if we are a bit disturbed
 Woo!
 C'mon
 These are my people, this is where I come from
 We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some
 It ain't always pretty, but it's real
 It's the way we were made wouldn't have it any other way, oh no
 These are my people, yeah, woo!