Written by Dallas Davidson
Intro: D D G G (x2) verse 1 D Well, every time I turn around, I see some dude dressed like a clown A Baggy pants and a cap on sideways They don't say ma'am or sir no more, they won't even hold a door for a woman D Well, it's a cryin' shameverse 2 D Are they sittin' on an old bar stool, tellin' lies and cuttin' the fool A Talkin' bout the way it was and wishin' Or down in Orange Beach, Alabama, hangin' out at the Flora-Bama D Headed out the pass and goin' fishingD G Tell me where did all the good ole boys go D G A Must be workin' on a farm, or out there chasin' rainbows D G Are they back in Oklahoma, or at a Texas rodeo D A D Tell me where did all the good ole boys goInstrumental D D | G G | D A | D D | D D verse 3 N.C. Are they drivin' cattle and ridin' high A Livin' life the cowboy way Or down there on the front line, fightin' off the bad guys D Givin' 'em hell for the good ole USAD G Tell me where did all the good ole boys go D G A Must be workin' on a farm, or out there chasin' rainbows D G Are they hidin' down in Georgia, or at a Texas rodeo D A D Tell me where did all the good ole boys goOutro D G D I know where a few of 'em are G D G Down there in southern Oklahoma There's even some down in Texas, D G I even saw one in New York one time D You know what I"m talkin' about ladies, G D Hell, I'll hold the door for ya G D I'll hold your purse for ya, G D I'll even go pick up some feminine products for ya G D That's what a good ole boy'll doD G Tell me where did all the good ole boys go D G A Must be workin' on a farm, or out there chasin' rainbows D G Are they back in Oklahoma, or at a Texas rodeo D A D Tell me where did all the good ole boys go G D A D Yeah, just where the hell did the good ole boys go