Good Ole Boys Like Me

When I was a kid Uncle Remus he put me to bed With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head Then Daddy came in to kiss his little man With gin on his breath and a Bible in his hand He talked about honor and things I should know Then he’d stagger a little as he went out the door I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we’re all gonna be what we’re gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does But you ain’t afraid if you’re washed in the blood like I was The smell of cape jasmine thru the window screen John R and the Wolfman kept me company By the light of the radio by my bed With Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we’re all gonna be what we’re gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me When I was in school I ran with a kid down the street But I watched him burn himself up on Bourbon and speed But I was smarter than most and I could choose Learned to talk like the man on the six o’clock news When I was eighteen Lord I hit the road But it really doesn’t matter how far I go I can still hear the soft southern winds in the live oak trees And those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we’re all gonna be what we’re gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me What do you do with good ole boys like me