Good Ol' Kentucky Boys

We were just some good ole Kentucky boys My brothers and me My oldest brother Jack was the one who had the voice He was wild and free It was beer, deer, and fishin on the bank I can't imagine a fear he had no matter how hard I think He died Riding on Crooked Creek in Quincy Being chased by a man with a gun in his hand It seems Lord I'll never forget the day the news hit me I'll never see him outside of my dreams We were just some good ole Kentucky boys My brother and me My other brother Justin wasn't one for noise Just wanted a life in peace Just tryin to get by provide for his family Workin like a slave he was digging his grave with a thumb colored green I cried just a week since he'd been missing Shot in the back by the man that killed Jack It seems Lord I'll never forget the day the news hit me I'll never see them outside of my dreams Right then I knew who it was And I took my time tracking him down Nothing to lose but my mind And I'm afraid it'll be too late by the time it's found As I walked up on his porch I tried to breathe But when I walked through the door Red was all I seen You see Payback isn't stealing but it isn't cheap And the coward's eyes are full of lies when he knows he's been beat I smiled My trigger finger's itchy A .22 cal with one round's all I need Lord I thanked god when it hit me The fear in his eyes As he begged for his life Was enough to satisfy me We were just some good ole Kentucky boys My brothers and me