Old Clarence was a corn fed sunday school teacher
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At the Cheap Hill church of christ
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A god fearin, fence clearin', hay slingin', hymn singin'
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Back breaker all of his life
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Came in early one night found his pretty wife
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In the arms of another man
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There's hell to pay when a good ol'boy goes bad
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In a smoke filled late night club by the river
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Sat a stranger dealin' five card stud
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He was a big talkin' fast walkin' fly by nighter
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There to take your money and run
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They caught the fella cheatin' so they set him up a meetin'
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With his maker in the promise land
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Nobody sees a thing when a good ol'boy goes bad
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Chorus
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The good book goes out the window
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When the gloves go to the floor
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His give a damn to be a righteous man
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Don't give a damn no more
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Under that blue collar there's a big ol'long red path
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That hides the truth but it bleeds through
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When a good ol'boy goes bad
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Now old man Taylor was a fourth generation
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Crop grownin' son of a gun
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One dry summer Uncle Samn come a runnin'
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Wantin' money but there wasn't none
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He put a crop in the holler when night came he watered
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By fall he had the cold hard cash
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When times get hard
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Sometimes a good ol'boy goes bad
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Repeat Chorus 2X
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It hides the truth but it bleeds through
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When a good ol' boy goes bad
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When A Good Ole Boy Goes Bad
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Travis Tritt |