We wasn't rich but we wasn't poor Lived on a cul-de-sac 'til my parents divorced I drove a hand-me-down Ford pickup truck We had to drive ten miles just to sink it in the mud Come on, come on, Come on, come On I went to private school for a couple of years And I loved Jesus but I still drank beer I played high school football but I didn't start Coach said I was slow but I hit real hard Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American middle class white boy Hey, hey Lived in the sticks 'til I moved to the city But the stars ain't as bright and the girls ain't as pretty I still say yes sir, ma'am and y'all So don't you be hatin' on the way I talk Hoss Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American middle class white boy Hey, hey I like what I like, I am who I am And even when they lose, I'm still a Bulldog fan I rocked DMX when I was I kid And now I sing country music like my daddy did Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American Hey, hey what can I say I grew up in the heartland USA I sing it loud and proud and I make a lotta noise I'm an all-American middle class white boy Hey Middle class white boy Hey