I Know Where I Come From:
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?

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 In To.
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?

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?

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?

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?

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.
Yeah, I Might Just Stay All Night Long.

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?
'Cause, Man, I Know Where I Come From:
How 'bout You?