Well I come from the holler
Where you beg to get a dollar
Then you go up the road
For a baggie of dope
Won't you cut me out one, babe
Baby you and I know when the dust of fire hits my throat
My eyes will get wide and we'll roll through the night
Till the break of day
Meet me out at midnight
Put that fire to my pipe
Hits my lungs like a blast from a gun
And keeps me up for days
My heart gets to racing
My Hands get to shaking
I'll get by till the sun starts to shine
Then I'm on my way
We're just good ole boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snorting and stealing
Drinking and dealing
Ways of our dark world
We're just good ole boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snorting and stealing
Drinking and dealing
Ways of our dark world
Logan Halstead - Good Ol' Boys with Bad Names Lyrics
Logan Halstead - Good Ol' Boys with Bad Names Lyrics
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Well I come from the holler
Where you beg to get a dollar
Then you go up the road
For a baggie of dope
Won't you cut me out one, babe
Baby you and I know when the dust of fire hits my throat
My eyes will get wide and we'll roll through the night
Till the break of day
Meet me out at midnight
Put that fire to my pipe
Hits my lungs like a blast from a gun
And keeps me up for days
My heart gets to racing
My Hands get to shaking
I'll get by till the sun starts to shine
Then I'm on my way
We're just good ole boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snorting and stealing
Drinking and dealing
Ways of our dark world
We're just good ole boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snorting and stealing
Drinking and dealing
Ways of our dark world
Where you beg to get a dollar
Then you go up the road
For a baggie of dope
Won't you cut me out one, babe
Baby you and I know when the dust of fire hits my throat
My eyes will get wide and we'll roll through the night
Till the break of day
Meet me out at midnight
Put that fire to my pipe
Hits my lungs like a blast from a gun
And keeps me up for days
My heart gets to racing
My Hands get to shaking
I'll get by till the sun starts to shine
Then I'm on my way
We're just good ole boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snorting and stealing
Drinking and dealing
Ways of our dark world
We're just good ole boys with bad names
Can't think of what to blame
For the snorting and stealing
Drinking and dealing
Ways of our dark world
Writer: LOGAN HALSTEAD
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Copyright: Lyrics © Songtrust Ave