Dont Act like you know

Down here in Alabam,

Where the cotton and Tha pine trees grow,
Play the blind mans bluuues and drink a little Booz, always puttin on a show, drink from the jar not a drive to far not a place our trucks won't go,
Got that small town feel, and that back woods skill, Bo' we'll meet ya toe to toe, you don't live like we live, or work in the hills.... Don't act like you know..


Southern men work hard man there aint no doubt, mess with his family and you'll see what he's about, at the end of Tha day when the works all done, it's time for a beer and some down south fun, load up the dog, head for the sticks, all about some time just to get my fix, barrelin down this lonesome roooooaaaad.......Don't act like you know..... Come on down where fireflies glooww.... Don't act like you know....


Way down here just a pole and beer show ya how we do it at night, country girl by my side, letcha take a little ride lifted truck so we sittin up high, we know what to do if they start flashin blue, pedal down through the country side, take it to the barn way out on the farm, where the party is five miles wide

Well the stories been told, how the southern mans bold and you oughtta be sold from here, so come on down, let me show you around grab your girl and a couple of beers.


So be a part of this show, where we talk real slow, and the preacher always knows, but till then....... Don't act like know