Twenty dollars out of momma's purse
Bought us a tank of gas some Redman tobacco
When we were just teenage kids
Me and my old buddy Johnny we'd go riding around
If there was trouble to be found
But man we dang sure did

Cutting donuts in the fields
'Till old man Smith would call the cops
He'd come running out with a shotgun
'Cause we were running down his crops
And I reckon he's still wondering who that was
Well that was us

Now some of these local boys moved on
But we never changed a bit
Don't guess we had enough sense
Least that's what folks said,
Then we finally turned old enough to buy our own beer
Don't remember much about that year
But lucky we ain't dead
'Cause somebody said they saw some boys with a truck looked just like mine
Tryin' to pull down that old water tank
Sits out by the county line
And people wonder why it leans the way it does
Well that was us

Seems like small towns never change
But things get tough when times get hard
And they said when he got sick
That old man Smith would have lost that farm
'Cause he was gettin' way behind on all his bills
'Till someone came and brought his crops in from the fields
Yeah, folks round here still don't know who that was
But that was us
Yeah that was us
Come out with a shotgun cause we were running down his crops
That was us
Somebody says they saw boys with a truck looked just like mine
That was us
Tryin' to pull down that old water tank sits out on the county line
That was us

Writer : LANE/WISEMAN
Copyright : Lyrics © Sony/ATV Music Publishing LLC, Universal Music Publishing Group