Song Lyrics
I hit the road, with a picture of stonewall jackson above my head Boys, hank and tennessee
and the wolfman kept me company
Then he d stagger a little as he went out the door, when i was eighteen Like, the smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
I guess we re all gonna be what we re gonna be, so what do you do with good ol boys like me Good, what do you do with good ol boys like me
But it really doesn t matter how far i go, when i was in school i ran with a kid down the street
But it really doesn t matter how far i go, and i watched him burn himself up on bourbon and speed
But i was smarter than most, when i was in school i ran with a kid down the street, nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
With thomas wolfe whispering in my head, but i was smarter than most
with thomas wolfe whispering in my head
And the wolfman kept me company, with thomas wolfe whispering in my head, so what do you do with good ol boys like me
Hank and tennessee, i hit the road Like, and i watched him burn himself up on bourbon and speed
Then he d stagger a little as he went out the door, nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does Boys, with gin on his breath and a bible in his hand
the smell of cape jasmine through the window screen
I guess we re all gonna be what we re gonna be, nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does Boys, nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does
And the wolfman kept me company, by the light of the radio by my bed
When i was a kid uncle remus would put me to bed, then daddy came in to kiss his little man, then he d stagger a little as he went out the door
When i was a kid uncle remus would put me to bed, then daddy came in to kiss his little man, so what do you do with good ol boys like me
But i was smarter than most, then daddy came in to kiss his little man
Then daddy came in to kiss his little man, by the light of the radio by my bed Williams, and those williams boys they still mean a lot to me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does, what do you do with good ol boys like me
Nothing makes a sound in the night like the wind does, with thomas wolfe whispering in my head, by the light of the radio by my bed
what do you do with good ol boys like me
What do you do with good ol boys like me, by the light of the radio by my bed
then daddy came in to kiss his little man