Corn Fed Boys
Now my best friend was a frog gigging' boy
Thought that matches were his only toy
That's when he pritner burned the forest down
The firemen came from all over town
Ol' Smokey Bear he woulda been pleased
We fought that fire on our hands and knees
Little bit o' trouble but that's how it goes
Sparking our bonds and watching them grow
We till all day to get plowed at night
We're corn fed boys feeling' out of sight
We have held our whisky so far
We'll sit and sip it from an old fruit jar
The judge asked us why we robbed a Pizza Hut
We told him we were on a scavenger hunt
He released us and gave us some space
Little did they know we'd gotten the taste
We were making it trendy to be hicks
Tossing out salt and guitar licks
Chilling by the oceans or small ponds
If tanning was a sport man, we'd win the bronze
We till all day to get plowed at night
We're corn fed boys feeling' out of sight
We have held our whisky so far
We'll sit and sip it from an old fruit jar
Then came the time to settle down
We thought the ladies wouldn't pass the rounds
But the ladies were cool, said it's time to start
Feeling that buzz and being young at heart
We till all day to get plowed at night
We're corn fed boys feeling' out of sight
We have held our whisky so far
We'll sit and sip it from an old fruit jar
Thought that matches were his only toy
That's when he pritner burned the forest down
The firemen came from all over town
Ol' Smokey Bear he woulda been pleased
We fought that fire on our hands and knees
Little bit o' trouble but that's how it goes
Sparking our bonds and watching them grow
We till all day to get plowed at night
We're corn fed boys feeling' out of sight
We have held our whisky so far
We'll sit and sip it from an old fruit jar
The judge asked us why we robbed a Pizza Hut
We told him we were on a scavenger hunt
He released us and gave us some space
Little did they know we'd gotten the taste
We were making it trendy to be hicks
Tossing out salt and guitar licks
Chilling by the oceans or small ponds
If tanning was a sport man, we'd win the bronze
We till all day to get plowed at night
We're corn fed boys feeling' out of sight
We have held our whisky so far
We'll sit and sip it from an old fruit jar
Then came the time to settle down
We thought the ladies wouldn't pass the rounds
But the ladies were cool, said it's time to start
Feeling that buzz and being young at heart
We till all day to get plowed at night
We're corn fed boys feeling' out of sight
We have held our whisky so far
We'll sit and sip it from an old fruit jar
Credits
Writer(s): Drew Middleton, Todd Eric Johnson
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