These Are My People

Well, we grew up down by the railroad tracks

Shootin' BB's at old beer cans

Chokin' on the smoke from a Lucky Strike

Somebody lifted off of his old man

We were football flunkies, southern rock junkies

Crankin' up the stereos

Singing loud and proud to "Gimme Three Steps"

"Simple Man" and "Curtis Loew"

We were good, ya know

Got some discount knowledge at the junior college

Where we majored in beer and girls

It was all real funny till we ran out of money

And they threw us out into the world

Yeah, the kids that thought they'd run this town

Ain't a-runnin' much of anything

Just lovin' and laughin' and bustin' our asses

And we call it all livin' the dream

These are my people

This is where I come from

We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some

It ain't always pretty

But it's real

It's the way we were made, wouldn't have it any other way

These are my people

Well, we take it all week on the chin with a grin

Till we make it to a Friday night

And it's church league softball, holler 'bout a back call

Preacher breakin' up a fight

Then later on at the Green Light Tavern

Well, everybody's gatherin' as friends

And the beer's a-pourin' till Monday morning

And we start it all over again

And these are my people

This is where I come from

We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some

It ain't always pretty

But it's real

It's the way we were made, wouldn't have it any other way

These are my people

We fall down

And we get up

We walk proud

And we talk tough

We got heart

And we got nerve

Even if we are a bit disturbed

Woo, come on

These are my people

This is where I come from

We're givin' this life everything we've got and then some

It ain't always pretty

But it's real

It's the way we were made, wouldn't have it any other way

Ah no, these are my people, yeah, woo