Charlie Farley - Old Souls lyrics

So y'all want to know what it's like or how
It is around my neck of the woods

Well there's dust on the tractor
A couple trucks in the pasture
Big bucks on the back wall
Boots on the front porch
A welcome mat on the floor and
A sign saying howdy ya'll
I know that times sure change
But we damn sure ain't
We just some young folks
Living with old souls

We'll always load them hounds
You don't get tired of that sound
If you come from where we come from
Or got our kind of background
Daddy had us shooting them rifle rounds when
We could barely hold a gun up
Now we're passing them ol traditions down
To our Daughters and our Sons
You can say that we're crazy for doing
The things that we do for fun
But I could say the same thing to
You for the life that you live
For one
Ain't no way that you're going
To catch me living
Where I can't pee off the front porch
Or hear them Turkeys in the Spring while
They fire off like a blowtorch
I'd rather be broke
In a tent camp on a dead end road
Living off spam wearing dirty clothes
That's how it goes but I'm good with it
Living primitive is a good feeling to me
Problem free
I guess that's why I like to live

Where there's dust on the tractor
A couple trucks in the pasture
Big bucks on the back wall
Boots on the front porch
A welcome mat on the floor and
A sign saying howdy ya'll
I know that times sure change
But we damn sure ain't
We just some young folks
Living with old souls

Nowadays we're out of place
Life's to fast pace
The older I get the more I
Realize that we can't change
Bloodlines full of moonshine we where
Red lining them custom cars
Trying to stay out from behind bars
Now they call it Nascar
We salute the flag and the military
I ain't the definition of a
Christian but I still
Think that man up there is watching over me
With a plan that only he knows so before I go
To sleep I pray the Lord my soul to keep
And I know that I reap what I sew so I
Hope the seeds that I've
Sewn are deeply rooted
And stand strong when they get full grown
We was born a few decades late
Everything we are the world ain't
But still we remain where

Where there's dust on the tractor
A couple trucks in the pasture
Big bucks on the back wall
Boots on the front porch
A welcome mat on the floor and
A sign saying howdy ya'll
I know that times sure change
But we damn sure ain't
We just some young folks
Living with old souls