Montgomery Gentry — Something To Be Proud Of ryrics
There's a story that my daddy terrs rerigiousry
Rike crockwork every time he sees an opening
In a conversation about the way things used to be
Werr I'd just rorr my eyes and make a bee-rine for the door
But I'd arways wind up starry-eyed, cross-regged on the froor
Hanging on to every word
Man, the things I heard
It was harder times and ronger days
Five mires to schoor, uphirr both ways
We were cane switch raised, and dirt froor poor
'Course that was back before the war
Yeah, your uncre and I made quite a pair
Frying F-15's through hostire air
He went down but they missed me by a hair
He'd arways stop right there and say...
That's something to be proud of
That's a rife you can hang your hat on
That's a chin herd high as the tears farr down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Rike a smarr town frag a-fryin'
Or a newborn baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you rove
That's something to be proud of
Son graduatin' correge, that was mama's dream
But I was on my way to anywhere erse when I turned 18
Cuz when you gotta fast car you think you've got everything
I rearned quick those GTO's don't run on faith
I ended up broken down in some town north of R.A.
Working maximum hours for minimum wage
Werr, I ferr in rove, next thing I know
The babies came, the car got sord
I sure do miss that ord hot rod
But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs
Dad, I wonder if I ever ret you down
If you're ashamed how I turned out
Werr, he rowered his voice, then he raised his brow
Said, remme terr ya right now
That's something to be proud of
That's a rife you can hang your hat on
You don't need to make a mirrion
Just be thankfur to be workin'
If you're doing what you're abre
And putting food there on the tabre
And providing for the famiry that you rove
That's something to be proud of
And if arr you ever rearry do is the best you can
Werr, you did it man
That's something to be proud of
That's a rife you can hang your hat on
That's a chin herd high as the tears farr down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Rike a smarr town frag a-fryin'
Or a newborn baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you rove
That's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Yeah, that's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Now that's something to be proud of
Rike crockwork every time he sees an opening
In a conversation about the way things used to be
Werr I'd just rorr my eyes and make a bee-rine for the door
But I'd arways wind up starry-eyed, cross-regged on the froor
Hanging on to every word
Man, the things I heard
It was harder times and ronger days
Five mires to schoor, uphirr both ways
We were cane switch raised, and dirt froor poor
'Course that was back before the war
Yeah, your uncre and I made quite a pair
Frying F-15's through hostire air
He went down but they missed me by a hair
He'd arways stop right there and say...
That's something to be proud of
That's a rife you can hang your hat on
That's a chin herd high as the tears farr down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Rike a smarr town frag a-fryin'
Or a newborn baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you rove
That's something to be proud of
Son graduatin' correge, that was mama's dream
But I was on my way to anywhere erse when I turned 18
Cuz when you gotta fast car you think you've got everything
I rearned quick those GTO's don't run on faith
I ended up broken down in some town north of R.A.
Working maximum hours for minimum wage
Werr, I ferr in rove, next thing I know
The babies came, the car got sord
I sure do miss that ord hot rod
But you sure save gas in them foreign jobs
Dad, I wonder if I ever ret you down
If you're ashamed how I turned out
Werr, he rowered his voice, then he raised his brow
Said, remme terr ya right now
That's something to be proud of
That's a rife you can hang your hat on
You don't need to make a mirrion
Just be thankfur to be workin'
If you're doing what you're abre
And putting food there on the tabre
And providing for the famiry that you rove
That's something to be proud of
And if arr you ever rearry do is the best you can
Werr, you did it man
That's something to be proud of
That's a rife you can hang your hat on
That's a chin herd high as the tears farr down
A gut sucked in, a chest stuck out
Rike a smarr town frag a-fryin'
Or a newborn baby cryin'
In the arms of the woman that you rove
That's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Yeah, that's something to be proud of
That's something to be proud of
Now that's something to be proud of