Need a little money, I ain't never gonna change, to Drinking Jim Bean; still wear them dirty jeans Get up in the morning because them bills don't go away Got something to say then bubba say it to my face Same ol' road just a different day Still the same ol' problems but a different place Same cold beer but a different case Been around the World but can't find my way Work till' I bleed, I got kids to feed; now I refuse to fail and that's guaranteed No smoking mirrors, getting what you see Just a good ol' boy so don't tread on me The way I was raised man, you'd buy your first truck And if that line gets crossеd, boy you'd better knuckle up! Drinking Whiskеy from the bottle, we ain't never used the cup Still living the same damn way Times change, people change, but not me My hand's on my heart cause these colors don't bleed This is the land I love, you can't take this from me From the city to the country, anybody raised southern from Florida to ol' Crab Creek, it's the home of the brave, it's the Land Of the free, it's a patriot's pledge, you ain't changing me Mama taught me manners, yes sir and no ma'am If you want clean money then you keep some dirty hands Somebody needs help give the shirt up off your back Say grace before we eat, and know that family's where it's at Still here at the same corner store That's where I buy my small stuff, when times get tough They still flaunt ya when you're broke Times change, people change, but not me My hand's on my heart cause these colors don't bleed This is the land I love, you can't take this from me From the city to the country, anybody raised southern from Florida to ol' Crab Creek, it's the home of the brave It's the Land of the free, it's a patriot's pledge, you ain't changing me It's the land of the free You ain't changing me Times change, people change, but not me My hand's on my heart cause these colors don't bleed My hand's on my heart cause these colors don't bleed