Ball Cap Cowboy Lyrics – Ben Johnson

Ball Cap Cowboy Lyrics by Ben Johnson

We were yes Sir
Yes ma’am
Skoal rings and farm tans
Dirt on our boots

Stringin’ barb wire callous hands
We were daytime
Straight line
Lookin’ mama in the eye

With a white lie
Kept that wild side hidin’ for a mile
Then we hit the gas
We were half ton short bed

Backroad bandits
Jaw jackin’ beer drinking
Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack

Blastin’ Johnny Cash
Just some good ol’
Down home
Bass Pro turned back

Ball cap cowboys
We hit the cornfields
The mud holes
All them hideouts

Where the cops couldn’t go
No brain’s
All guts
Pushing our dumb luck

Knew our names
But damn they never caught us
Half ton short bed
Backroad bandits

Jaw jackin’ beer drinking
Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack
Blastin’ Johnny Cash

Just some good ol’
Down home
Bass Pro turned back
Ball cap cowboys

Joey’s brother’s 21
We’d give him 20 bucks
That’d get ya 24 back then
The edge of town

Rough and rowdy crowd
The one all the girls wanna hang with
Half ton short bed
Backroad bandits

Jaw jackin’ beer drinking
Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack
Blastin’ Johnny Cash

Oh yeah we were the
Half ton short bed
Backroad bandits
Jaw jackin’ beer drinking

Good time havin’
Rifle in a gun rack
Blastin’ Johnny Cash
Just some good ol’

Down home
Bass Pro turned back
Ball cap cowboys
We were the ball cap cowboys

Yes, sir we were
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Ben Johnson Lyrics – Ball Cap Cowboy

Ben Johnson

Ball Cap Cowboy