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 his old man

We were football flunkies, southern rock junkies

Crankin' up the stereos

Singing loud and proud to 'Gimmie Three Steps'

'Simple Man' and 'Curtis Lowe', we were good ya know

Got some discount knowledge at the Jr. College

Where we majored in beer and girls

It was all real funny till 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 a runnin' much of anything

Just lovin' and laughin', and bustin' our asses

And we all 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

Till we make it to a Friday night

And it's church league softball, holler about a bad call

Preacher breaking up the fight

Then later on at the Green Light Tavern

Well everybody is gathered as friends

And the beers a pourin' till Monday mornin'

And we start it 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

And even if we are a bit disturbed

Ooh, come on

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