Good Ol' Boys (Theme from The Dukes of Hazzard) - Josh Turner

I got a job but it ain't nearly enough A twenty thousand dollar pickup truck Belongs to me and the bank And some funny talkin' man from Iran I left the service, got a G.I. loan I got married, bought myself a home Now I hang around this one horse town And do the best that I can It's gettin' tough, just my luck I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough Gettin' cold, I've been told Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy Been goin' nowhere down a one-way track I'd kill to leave it but ain't no turnin' back Got a wife for the kids And what will everybody say My brother's standin' on a welfare line And any minute now I might get mine Well, gettin' tough, just my luck I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough Gettin' cold, I've been told Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy Well, I hit the beer joint every Friday night Spend a little money lookin' for a fight And it don't matter if I lose or win 'Cause Monday I'm back on the losin' end again Gettin' tough, it's just my luck I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough It's gettin' cold, I've been told Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy Gettin' tough, just my luck I was born in the land of plenty, now there ain't enough We're gettin' cold, I've been told Well, nowadays it just don't pay to be a good ol' boy

Maybe he's in Texas, maybe this town Maybe Oklahoma plowin' up some ground Southern Carolina, somewhere on the coast Maybe Alabama drivin' through Montgomery Right now, there's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South. Maybe he's in Florida, somewhere in the pines Maybe on the delta throwin' out a line Maybe he's in Georgia, starin' at the stars Maybe Tennessee pickin' on a guitar Right now, there's somethin' 'bout a boy from the south Yea, the first time I felt it I was only 16, And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree. Said "Goodnight darlin," with a sweet southern drawl. Man, I think I might just have to love them all – The boys from the South. Yeah, yeah, yeah Maybe in Kentucky, workin' in the mines Maybe down in Little Rock, just to pass the time Maybe he's somewhere in New Orleans, Livin' it up in the Big Easy Right now, there's somethin' 'bout a boy from the South Yea, the first time I felt it I was only 16, And he kissed me underneath the chinaberry tree. Said "Goodnight darlin," with a sweet southern drawl. Man, I think I might just have to love them all – The boys from the South Yeah, yeah, yeah Maybe he's in Texas, maybe this town. My boys from the South Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Ooh, ooh, ooh Oh yeah, yeah!

متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف وتفوت أيام وتمر سنين وانا حالي غريب انا مين انا مين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين مشدود في الساقية وعايش مبسوط وحزين ومحبط وجرئ ورزين على غفلة اتحول بركان جبار انا ضلمة وليل أنا نار ونهار متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف ماشي على طريق مكتوب مرسوم بس انا مسؤول وعليا اللوم ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول ماقدرش أقول من الذنب برئ لا انا ابليس ولا هبقى رسول قدامي طريق همشيه همشيه نفهم في الآخر كل ده لية متكتف مهموم موجوع وضعيف وشجاع مليان أحلام وعشان مربوط مكسور وبكسر في المآديف

فوسط زحمة وناس كتير وطريق أنا ماشي فيه عكس السير وسط الطموح والأمل والتمني فاضلي خطوة توصلني فوسط حاجات ومكيفات بحاول أنسى كل اللي فات في وسط صدري ضلعي مكسور ومن خلاله قلبي شايف نور أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع فوسط الليل وأنا بعيد عن البشر شفت نور يشبه نور القمر بس القمر مسيره يفارق ويسيبني تاني مع الوحدة أحارب فوسط قصة حب يعني وهمية كان لازم أصدق اصل الوحدة قوية مش كل المشاعر حقيقية أنا شفت نور معرفتش اغمض عنيا أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع أنا كنت فاكر اني طاير وأتاريني على وشي بقع أنا كنت فاكر إني هوصل لكني بهرب من الوجع

You got a fast car I want a ticket to anywhere Maybe we make a deal Maybe together we can get somewhere Any place is better Startin' from zero, got nothing to lose Maybe we'll make something Me, myself, I got nothing to prove You got a fast car I got a plan to get us out of here I been working at the convenience store Managed to save just a little bit of money Won't have to drive too far Just across the border and into the city You and I can both get jobs Finally see what it means to be living See, my old man's got a problem He lives with the bottle, that's the way it is He says his body's too old for working His body's too young to look like his Mama went off and left him She wanted more from life than he could give I said, "somebody's got to take care of him" So I quit school and that's what I did You got a fast car Is it fast enough so we can fly away? Still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car We go cruisin', entertain ourselves You still ain't got a job So I work in a market as a checkout girl I know things will get better You'll find work and I'll get promoted We'll move out of the shelter Buy a bigger house, live in the suburbs So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car I got a job that pays all our bills You stay out drinking late at the bar See more of your friends than you do of your kids I'd always hoped for better Thought maybe together you and me would find it I got no plans, I ain't going nowhere So take your fast car and keep on driving So, I remember when we were driving, driving in your car Speed so fast, I felt like I was drunk City lights lay out before us And your arm felt nice wrapped 'round my shoulder And I, I, had a feeling that I belonged I, I, had a feeling I could be someone, be someone, be someone You got a fast car Is it fast enough so you can fly away? You still gotta make a decision Leave tonight, or live and die this way