I Blame It All On My Roots

Well, here we go again, another small town story
Bet you've heard it before, they say it's getting kinda boring
Tailgate, riverside, bonfire, Friday night

We've said it before and we'll say it again
Don't think we'll ever stop singing 'bout the way we live
You can't blame us, it started way before our time

So blame it on a line in a Garth Brooks song
Blame it on the alcohol
Blame it on [?]
For teaching me wrong
Blame it on the look in a young girl's eyes
Can't blame it on mama 'cause mama tried
I'm country from my hat to my boots
Well, I blame it all on my roots

How 'bout you Neal?

Well I hear a lotta noise outta your generation
Wondering where you got your [?] education
Good old boys like me [?]
I heard it before, you better hear it again
Don't ever stop talking 'bout the way we live
And just like you, it started way before my time

We blame it on a line in a Garth Brooks song
Blame it on the alcohol
Blame it on [?]
For teaching me wrong
Blame it on the look in a young girl's eyes
Can't blame it on mama 'cause mama tried
I'm country from my hat to my boots
Well, I blame it all on my roots

Woo-hoo, by God

Oh, come on and raise your glasses up
Ain't going down till the sun comes up

Blame it on a line in a Garth Brooks song
Blame it on the alcohol
Blame it on [?]
For teaching me wrong
Blame it on the look in a young girl's eyes
Can't blame it on mama 'cause mama tried
I'm country from my hat to my boots
Well, I blame it all on my roots

Woo, yup

I blame it on Neal McCoy
Oh, yeah, blame it on the country guys
Hold my beer and watch this
Heh, looks like Billy ain't the only one with beer goggles on
Hah, let's get outta this thing, man
By God