Won't you come along with me To the Mississippi We'll take a boat to the land of dreams Steam down the river, down to New Orleans The band's there to meet us Old friends there to greet us Where all the proud and elite folks meet Heaven on earth, they

I belong to the drinking class Monday through Friday, man we bust our backs If you're one of us, raise your glass We belong to the drinking class If you gotta, gotta label me, label me proud We're up when the rooster crows Clock in when the whistle blows

A hero of war Yeah that's what I'll be And when I come home They'll be damn proud of me I'll carry this flag To the grave if I must Cause it's a flag that I love And a flag that I trust He said son, have you seen the world?

Every morning when I rise I can just see heaven in your eyes It makes me know This is not an every day love We've got something I'm sure we can be proud of We've got so much love We've got so much trust I can see a halo hanging over us Your love is

I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks I feel no shame I'm proud of where I came from I was born and raised in the boondocks One thing I know No matter where I go You get a line, I'll get a pole We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole Five-card poker

On the level Boy, this could be your year Make an old man proud of you Forget about the tears See me eye-to-eye Stand up like a man Even from the underside Man, I never had a choice Never had a chance

You'll be a hard luck woman Baby, 'till you find your man I keep telling you hard luck woman You ain't a hard luck woman Rags, the sailor's only daughter A child of the water Too proud to be a queen Rags, I really love ya I can't forget about ya

There's a soldier, soldier in my mind I must go and chase this dream of mine And I know I can do you proud We all know that the sun will shine When I'm high above those clouds What could I say And what could I say I was born to be this way And I can't

Take all of me And help to give me strength to face another day Help me be what I can be I can feel my body breaking Proud enough for you to call me arrogant Greedy enough to be labeled a thief Angry enough for me to go and hurt a man Cruel enough for me

I keep my heart and soul in the boondocks I feel no shame I'm proud of where I came from I was born and raised in the boondocks One thing I know No matter where I go You get a line, I'll get a pole We'll go fishing in the craw fish hole Five-card poker