How 'Bout You歌词

How 'Bout You
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How 'bout you?

I don't need baggy clothes,

Or rings in my nose to be cool.

The scars on my knuckles,
Match these scuffs on these cowboy boots.

An' there's a whole lot more like me:

How 'bout you?

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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 give a damn,
About the man who's collar's blue.

But if he don't, hell, I'll make it on my own:

How 'bout you?
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An' how 'bout you?
Do you feel the way I do?

To tell the truth,
I think we're the chosen few.

But that's just me:

How 'bout you?

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I still say: "Yes ma'am" to my momma:

How 'bout you?

If I shake your hand, look you in the eye,
You can bet your ass, it'll be the truth.

I cover my heart with my hat,
When they fly that red, white and blue,

Just like my daddy taught me:

How 'bout you?
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An' how 'bout you?
Do you feel the way I do?

To tell the truth,
I think we're the chosen few.

But that's just me:

Well, how 'bout you?
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I like my country rockin':

How 'bout you?

Just put me on a stage, man,

Turn it up an' I'll turn it loose.

Yeah, give me a crowd that's redneck an' loud,
We'll raise the roof.

Hell, I might just stay all night long.

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How 'bout you?
Do you feel the way I do?

To tell the truth,
I think we're the chosen few.

An' how 'bout you?
Do you feel the way I do?



How 'bout you?