Written by Tony Lane/Craig Wiseman
Intro C F G C F G C F C Twenty dollars out of mama's purse bought us a tank of gas F C G And some red man tobacco when we was just teenage kids C F C Yeah me and my ole' buddy Leroy we'd go driving around F C If there was trouble to be found, man we dang sure did Am G C Cuttin' donuts in the field 'till old man Smith would call the cops Am G C And he'd come running out with a shotgun 'cause we was running down his crops Dm Em F G I reckon he still wonders who that was C F G That was us C F C Some of those local boys moved on but we never changed a bit F C G Don't guess we had enough sense, at least that's what some folks said C F C Yeah we finally turned old enough to buy our own beer F C Don't remember much about that year, lucky we ain't dead Am G C 'Cause somebody said they saw some boys with a truck looked just like mine Am G C Trying to pull down that old water tank sits out on the county line Dm Em F G People wonder why it leans the way it does C That was us Am G C Seems like small towns never change but thing get tough when times get hard Am G C And they said when he got sick that old man Smith would have lost that farm Am G C 'Cause he was getting way behind on all his bills Am G C But someone came and brought his crops in from the fields Dm Em F G Yeah folks 'round here still don't know who that was C F G C F G That was us C F G Cuttin' donuts in the field 'till old man Smith would call the cops C F G And he'd come running out with a shotgun 'cause we was running down his crops C F G Somebody said they saw some boys with a truck looked just like mine C F G Trying to pull down that old water tank sits out on the county line C F G That was us C F G C Yeah that was us
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