You’ve heard the one about good old boys.
It’s rusty pickups and small town joys.
It’s beer from a bottle and friends you know.
It’s country singers and rodeo.
It’s catfish fried and collard greens.
It’s well worn boots and old blue jeans.

But if you got your idea from an old country song,
I’m here to say, you’ve got it wrong.

Those slower times are all in your mind.
A hayseed boy is hard to find.
It’s smart phones and business suits.
You know who they are by the cut of their boots.
It’s friends on Facebook and followers on Twitter.
They don’t chew tobacco and none is a spitter.

But if you got your idea from an old country song,
I’m here to say, you’ve got it wrong.

Country boys with college degrees.
Budweiser or perhaps Chardonnay, if you please.
Running the ranch with iPad and GPS.
Good ol’ boys saying “Yes,” to success.
Clinging fast to the country point of view.
Helping the neighbors; it’s the right thing to do.

But if you got your idea from an old country song,
I’m here to say, you’ve got it wrong.

A pickup truck – an office on wheels.
Knowing all about prospects and about making deals.
Managing the farm – it’s computerized.
In business matters, being seldom surprised.
God and family still heading the list.
If you can’t make it for supper, you know you’ll be missed.

But if you got your idea from an old country song,
I’m here to say, you’ve got it wrong.

But if you got your idea from an old country song,
I’m here to say, you’ve got it wrong.