Good Ole Boy Like Me Letra

When I was a kid uncle Remus he put me to bed With a picture of Stonewall Jackson above my head With gin in his breath and a bible in his hand And he talked about honor and things I should know Then he staggered a little as he went out the door. And I still hear the soft southern wind in the live oak trees Those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we?re all gonna be what we?re gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me? Well, nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does But you ain?t afraid if you?re washed in the blood like I was John R. and the wolfman kept me company By the light of the radio by my bed With Thomas Wolfe whispering in my head. And I still hear the soft southern wind in the live oak trees Those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we?re all gonna be what we?re gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me? When I was in school I ran with a kid down the street And I watched him burn himself up on bourbon and speed But I was smarted than most, and I could choose Learned to talk like the man on the six o?clock news When I was eighteen, lord, I hit the road But it don?t seem to matter how far I go. And I still hear the soft southern wind in the live oak trees Those Williams boys they still mean a lot to me Hank and Tennessee I guess we?re all gonna be what we?re gonna be So what do you do with good ole boys like me?