Ready To Rumble

I come from a time when men ain't scared to work Ain't scared of tobacco, ain't scared of dirt A time when hard labor was a daily affair And every man had his own personal living room chair I'm getting out of this town, for the hour is late Gonna play my banjo to that thumper keg Yeah, I best be on my way, be on my way Well, I come from a time when men ain't scared to sweat Ain't scared of a woman in a slender red dress I was born in a swamp, but raised in the sticks Which one of you lucky lady's gonna check me for ticks? Well, if less is less, then more is more She blows a kiss as I head for the door Yeah, I best be on my way, be on my way Well, I come from a time when men ain't scared to fight Ain't scared of losing from rolling the dice Ain't scared to bruise, ain't scared to bleed Now put up your dukes and roll up your sleeves I got my cuffs all scuffed, they call me trouble Me and my boys are ready for a rumble So you best be on your way, be on your way Oh, you best be on your way, be on your way