Say welcome, we're glad to have you Shop local, we all know where you buy Settle down now, good looking kids there You know we won state back in '85 Don't mind our mascot, it's kinda racist We were never ones for getting with the times Don't forget now, we love our farmers All ten of them inside the county lines
We've got a good thing going here Made ploughshares from colonial swords Bend your knee to old King Cotton And don't forget his fourteen words
We're old fashioned, hard working Family values kinda folk around here So keep your head down and mind your business Forget the city, now you're on the frontier We love our country, we love Jesus Don't give a shit about a thing he ever said It took the hard work of generations To steal and plunder and ruin this land
We've got a good thing going here That we built upon a mountain of bones So bend your knee to old King Cotton And the barons that belong to his throne
Land's gone dry, making up a dust bowl We're selling wind, selling sun now Same folks still own the whole county King Cotton's heirs still running this show
Still running this show
We've got a good thing going here So mind your tongue, and don't fuck with the crown Just bend your knee to old King Cotton 'Cause his stars and bars founded this townTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
