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Well We grew up Down by the railroad Tracksshootin BB's at old beer cansChoakin' on the smoke from a lucky strikeCausomebody lifted off his old mansuWe were Football FlunkiesSouthern Rock JunkiesCrankin' up the stereo'sSinging Loud and Proudto "Gimmie Three Steps" "Simple Man" and "Curtis Low"We were Good ya knowGot some discount Knowledge at the Junior CollegeWhere we majored in beer and girlsIt was all real funny 'til we ran out of moneyand they threw us out into the worldYeah the kids that thought they'd run this townain't a runnin' much of anythingjust lovin' and laughin' and bustin' our assesand we all call it all livin' the dream[Chorus]These are my peopleThis is where I come fromWere givin' this life everything we got and then someIt ain't always prettyBut its realIt's the way we were madeWouldn't have it any other way[Próxima Parte]These are my peopleWell We take it all week on the chin with a grin'til we make it to a friday nightAnd it's church league softballholler about a bad callpreacher breaking up the fightThen later on at the Green Light TavernWell everybody is gathered as friendsAnd the beers a pourin''til Monday Mornin'and we start it all over again[Chorus]These are my people[Próxima Parte]These are my peopleWe fall Down and We get upWe walk proud and We talk toughWe got heart and We got nerveEven If we are a bit disturbed[Chorus]These are my people[Próxima Parte]These are my people
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