Lyrics Indiana Boy - Matt Mason
Hoosier
boys
like
dirt
roads,
Fishin′
holes,
And
a
girl
to
hold.
Sunday
mornin'
it′s
prayer
day.
Monday
through
Saturday
raisin'
cane.
Everybody
works
eight
to
five,
Sweatin'
the
day
into
night.
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah.
I′m
a
God
fearin′,
Land
lovin',
Blue
collar,
Flag
huggin′
Indiana
boy.
That's
who
I
am.
Granddaddy
rolled
on
eighteen
wheels.
Daddy
spent
time
in
a
paper
mill.
Me,
I
got
a
six
string
and
wore
it
out
Writin′
all
these
songs
about
Livin'
here
in
the
heartland
where
everybody
still
gives
a
damn.
Yeah,
yeah,
yeah.
I′m
a
God
fearin',
Land
lovin',
Blue
collar,
Flag
huggin′
Indiana
boy.
That′s
who
I
am.
I
ain't
big
on
city
lights,
Martini
bars,
Three
piece
suits.
I
ain′t
got
no
time
for
liars.
You
can
keep
your
mouth
shut
about
our
soldiers
over
there
thrownin'
down,
Givin′
you
the
freedom
to
run
your
mouth.
Let
me
tell
you
again
what
I'm
about!
I′m
Shelby
county
born
and
raised.
Man
of
my
word
till
my
dyin'
day.
Pay
my
dues.
Yes
sir,
yes
ma'am.
Indiana
boy,
That′s
what
I
am.
Sycamore
road
right
to
my
house.
Stop
by
sometime
I′ll
show
you
around.
Tractor
pullin'
twenty-four
seven.
Yeah,
man,
that′s
a
piece
of
heaven.
I'm
a
God
fearin′,
Land
lovin',
Blue
collar,
Flag
huggin′
Indiana
boy.
I'm
a
God
fearin',
Land
lovin′,
Blue
collar,
Flag
huggin′
Indiana
boy.
That's
who
I
am.
That′s
who
I
am.
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