Got my mail today,
Just the kind that miss us
A bunch of bills I can't pay,
I guess their shit outta luck.
But there was one from an old friend,
Brought back memories
Black and white from way back when
It was hard to believe that was us!
That was us riding' dirt roads,
Shooting buckshot at signs,
Drinking beer we just stole,
Passing jugs full of shine,
Leave them girls with one of them boys.
Singing' old country gold
Till we all lost our voice,
That was us!
In once an a while, we'll catch a game or a race,