Song information On this page you can find the lyrics of the song Rules, artist - The Lacs. Album song Dirt Rock, in the genre КантриDate of issue: 03.05.2018
Record label: Dirt Rock Empire
Song language: English
Rules |
| He said boy you got some big ol' shoes to fill |
| Kick back a few shots of the jar when you want to |
| Never leave a good friend astray |
| These guns I’m passin' down son they ain’t toys |
| I was raised in a place that was known to be rough |
| I was washed on the bank down a decent bluff |
| The muddy river water runnin' was a lesson for me |
| It taught me 'bout the only way to get to the sea |
| And it ain’t about the race that was back in the day |
| See you can’t desecrate them old southern ways |
| My great-granddaddy always flew confederate flags |
| Papa Reilly did too and so did my dad |
| It’s funny I’ma let this lesson live on |
| Got to law down the law with two boys of my own |
| Show them how to do it when I am dead and gone |
| I can rest easy knowin' that their southern strong |
| I said boy you got some big ol' shoes to fill |
| A lot of workin' like a dog out in them fields |
| Kick back a few shots of the jar when you want to |
| Never take it too far |
| Never leave a good friend astray |
| Got to mean what you say a good firm handshake |
| These guns I’m passin' down son they ain’t toys oh yeah |
| A few rules for a southern boy |
| I’m rollin' through the backwoods, sippin' on a that good |
| Thinkin' about a time it was just some ol' flat wood |
| Chain gang slings and breakin' them oaks |
| And Uncle Noodle taught me all about makin' them roads |
| I thought I was tough but not half as damn tough and rough |
| As my daddy and grand daddy was |
| Hey, spread your wings and go act strong |
| But eventually your roots will bring you back home |
| We got different ways of cope’in and movin' along |
| But me I ride the same roads that I grew up on |
| That I blew up on and now you up on |
| And I’ll never forget the ones dead and gone |
| I said boy you got some big ol' shoes to fill |
| A lot of workin' like a dog out in them fields |
| Kick back a few shots of the jar when you want to |
| Never take it too far |
| Never leave a good friend astray |
| Got to mean what you say a good firm handshake |
| These guns that I’m passin' down son they ain’t toys |
| Just some rules for a southern boy |
| He said boy you got some big ol' shoes to fill |
| Kick back a few shots of the jar when you want to |
| Never leave a good friend astray |
| These guns that I’m passin' down son they ain’t toys |
| Just some rules for a southern boy |