Songtexte Them Boys (Original Version) - Brantley Gilbert

Look at them boys in the back of that truck
Somebody oughta jerk a night in their butts
Out riding around like they own this town
Racket turned all the way up
It's too early for school to let out
The pastor's boy just threw a cigarette out
Sure hope there ain't beer in them cups
'Cause all-star quarterback's turning up

Them boys don't know one thing about life
True love and trouble, struggle and strife
They think it's all just fun and games
Like laws and rules, balls and chains
Treat little girls like hearts don't break
Treat no man like hands don't shake
I pray it's just a phase they're going through
Yeah but what are we gonna do with them boys

Heard old Frank's grandson got caught
With a case full of beer at Smith Bourne ball
Y'all didn't hear all of this from me
But I heard he got in with a fake ID

Them boys don't know one thing about life
True love and trouble, struggle and strife
They think it's all just fun and games
Like laws and rules, balls and chains
Treat little girls like hearts don't break
Treat no man like hands don't shake
I pray it's just a phase they're going through
Yeah but what are we gonna do with them boys
Them boys

Looking back on the times we've shared
From rock and roll to these rocking chairs
The same ones our granddads sat in
By this old wood stove in this hardware store
Talking gossip of weather and war
And how much trouble we were in
Oh you can bet they said it back then

Them boys don't know one thing about life
True love and trouble, struggle and strife
They think it's all just fun and games
Like laws and rules, balls and chains
Treat little girls like hearts don't break
Treat no man like hands don't shake
I pray it's just a phase they're going through
Yeah but what are we gonna do with them boys
They don't know a thing
About love, about life
Them boys