Boys Back Home

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[Verse 1]
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The boys back home ain't more than a
 stones
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Throw from a 6-pack, pinch of 
Wintergreen Skoal
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They ain't scared of nothin', except
 for your brothers
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They walk like their daddies, marry 
girls like their mothers


[Pre-Chorus]
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And their dreams are Carhartt and 
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chrome
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The boys back home


[Chorus]
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They'd drive me around on those 
Friday nights
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And they taught me to drink, and 
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they taught me to fight
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When I think about all of the men 
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that I've known
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There ain't none like the boys back
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 home


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[Verse 2]
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They wear worn-out boots and take 
off their hats
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For suppers and sermons, funerals 
and flags
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They'll bail you out of a ditch or a
 bar
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And they won't be caught dead in no 
electric car


[Pre-Chorus]
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Cause it's all chert rock roads
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For the boys back home


[Chorus]
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They'd drive me around on those 
Friday nights
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And they taught me to kiss, and 
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they taught me to cry
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When I think about all of the men 
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that I've known
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There ain't none like the boys back
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 home


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[Bridge]
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Well, I left that town and we all 
grew up
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But sometimes I still miss that 
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girl that I was
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When I was a shotgun seat in their
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 truck
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Singin' along to the radio


[Chorus]
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When they'd drive me around on those
 Friday nights
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Learned a little 'bout love and a 
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lot about life
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And when I think about all the men
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 that I've known
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There ain't none like the boys back
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 home
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So here's one for the boys back home


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[Otro]
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Yeah, here's one for the boys back 
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home