A                   D              A      D 
I know where I come from, how bout you
        A                     D                      A     D
I don't need baggy clothes or rings in my nose to be cool
    A                              D                      A       D
The scars on my knuckles match the scuffs on these cowboy boots
    A                             D            A 
And there's a whole lot more like me, how bout you

[Verse]
I punch the clock tryin to make it to the top...How bout you?
I ain't got no blue blood trust fund I can dip into.
Yeah I wish uncle Sam would dive a damn about the man whose collar is blue.
But if he don't hell i'll make it on my own...How bout you?

[Chorus]
         G
How bout you
D                     A
Do you feel the way I do
            G     D                        A
To tell the truth I think we're the chosen few
                G  D          A           
But that's just me...How bout you