Shoulda named it after me

Yeah I was burning tread on a Ford flatbed before I ever turned 16

There ain't a Daisy Duke girl in this country boy's world

that ain't called my shotgun seat

That liquor store with the cash only drawer looked past my fake ID

They say everybody knows everybody, well they sure as hell know me

 

In that map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee

Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee

With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes,

left some 'Sav on every street

Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek

Shoulda named it after me

 

Sprayed my last name with some Burgess paint on a broke down train downtown

Been covered up with some rain and some rust but damn it still stands out

 

In that map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee

Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee

With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes,

left some 'Sav on every street

Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek

Shoulda named it after me

Shoulda named it after me

 

Let's start this Sunday morning, sun shining right down

Up here in Cheatham county, yeah, we having 'Church now

I'm only gon' tell y'all once, y'all better gather round

You've got the legend with the future, ain't it right now

We just some country boys spitting a little game on 'em

When you read the history books I bet you'll see our name on 'em

Sing, 'Sav

 

Like my map dot town, 65 south bound in the middle of Tennessee

Yeah I left black marks on every turn too sharp like Bo Duke in General Lee

With all the hell I raised on these Cheatham County lanes,

left some 'Sav on every street

Every field, every road, every copperhead in Copperhead Creek

Shoulda named it after me