Well, I was Southern born, and raised on the Good Book,
My old boots are worn from the hard roads I took,
And I'm proud to be my Daddy's son,
And Mama taught me how to work,
And not to quit until the job's done,
Well, I may not be high society,
But I got all I need.
CHORUS:
And that's just me,
The only way I know to be,
That's just me,
What you get is what you see,
Well, they tell me I'm old-fashioned,
And that I'm part of a dying breed,
I'd say I'm living in real good comp'ny,
But that's just me.
Well, I got me a wife, and we're bringing up a young one,
Well, she's a backwoods woman, and my boy, he's a top gun,
Yeah, we live out in the country where we're free to roam,
And when a hard day is over, how I love just going home,
Well, it's the life I live, and the air I breathe,
The way I believe.
CHORUS
Yeah, they tell me I'm old-fashioned,
And that I'm part of a dying breed,
I'd say I'm living in real good comp'ny,
But that's just me.
That's just me.
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