Letra de Last Of A Dying Breed

Forty fours rollin down a dusty old dirt road
Tires moaning groaning, whistling as they go
Boots muddy as hell, I got my old jones hat turned back
Shotgun beside my leg, CB on the dash

I'm headed back to my old spot way down in the Georgetown swamp
I'll grab a couple three inch magnum loads a double o buckshot
Yeah, Lord knows that I love this land of mine
I'm rowdy, I'm rough, might be dumb but I'm tough and I'm out to have myself a real good time

Cause I'm the last of a dying breed
Just a country boy making ends meet
I'm alright even though I'm struggling
Yeah, just a hillbilly hell raiser, loud and proud
You ain't ever gonna make me take my flag down
Ain't no runway cowboy, you get just what you see
Yeah, I'm the last, I'm the last of a dying breed

Well, I dragged a buck back to the truck and I dropped my tailgate down
I throw him on, strap him up, drive him all over town
I crank my music up real loud, you know it don't bother me
Yeah, I'll rock ya, senior, lefty, earls croaks, bob wayne, and hank 3

Yeah, I'm the last of a dying breed, just a country boy making ends meet
I'm alright even though I'm struggling
Yeah, just a hillbilly hell raiser, loud and proud
You ain't ever gonna make me take my flag down
Ain't no runway cowboy, you get just what you see
Yeah, I'm the last, I'm the last of a dying breed