Hippies and Cowboys

Well, I started on the whiskey pretty early this morning

That's alright, I was up all night

But I passed out before the sun came up

I really wanted to see one of those

I know that's no way for a man to behave

With a mortgage due, and a baby on the way

But somehow I made it to where I'm at

It's been a living as a matter of fact

I get a bad attitude from being tired and running 'round

I never ask for anyone to say they like my sound

I've never been a part of any musical scene

I ain't just talking Nashville, if you know what I mean

They don't write about me in their magazines

And I don't ask for no reviews on the songs that I sing

I never had a lot of friends and I'm alright by that

But people keep on coming back

Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

They don't care about no trends

They don't care about songs that sell

Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone

So tonight everybody just sing along

Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

I've been standing on the outside for all of my life

But I like the view, I'm not gonna lie

Yeah, the yuppies and the hipsters and the wannabe scenes

That ain't down-home to me

I like two dollar beers, I like three dollar wells

At some old honkytonk bar that I know by the smell

Some old drunk on a barstool on a Merle Haggard tune

That's my kind of room

Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

They don't care about no trends

They don't care about songs that sell

Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone

So tonight everybody just sing along

Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

They don't care about no trends

They don't care about songs that sell

Yeah, tomorrow I'll be gone

So tonight, everybody just sing along

Raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys

And I'll be raising hell with the hippies and the cowboys