Hollywood plastic faces
Big city rat races
I love my country friends and southern places
Well times have been tough
Times have been hard
The housing bubble burst in my daddy's front yard
Working for a dollar is harder it seems
All the blue collar jobs are going green
So I packed up my bags and I loaded my truck
I headed to L.A. looking for some luck
Took Rodeo drive into Beverly Hills
Where stars are buying breakfast with hundred dollar bills
The models out here ain't Chevy's or Fords
Their faces plastered all over billboards
Trying to sell me something I would never own
Showing off legs and silicon
Hollywood plastic faces
Big city rat races
I love my country friends and southern places
We drink beer by the cases
We need open spaces
I love my country friends and southern places
Well I miss my girl, I miss my bar
Sweet tea, the SEC, NASCAR
I left California at the break of dawn
I hit Texas cranking Willie Nelson songs
In an Arkansas shack they were smoking some ribs
I grabbed my guitar
I played for the tips
I was lost before, now I found my way
As I drove all around small town USA
I was almost home, I was almost free
I went through Alabama back home to Tennessee
Hollywood plastic faces
Big city rat races
I love my country friends and southern places
We drink beer by the cases
We need open spaces
I love my country friends and southern places
Well life gets you down when things go wrong
When the dollar gets weak, family gets strong
And if somebody tells you country has no class
Buy yourself a donkey and tell them to kiss your ass
Yeah yeah yeah yeah yeah
Hollywood plastic faces
Big city rat races
I love my country friends and southern places
We drink beer by the cases
We need open spaces
I love my country friends and southern places
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