Interpret:

Lynyrd Skynyrd

Album:

Vicious Cycle

We don't have no plastic L.A. Frynds,
ain't on the edge of no popular trend.
Ain't never seen the inside of that magazine GQ.
We don't care if you 're a lawyer, or a texas oil man, 
or some waitress busting ass in some liquor stand.
If you got Soul
We hang out with people just like you


My hair's turning white, 
my neck's always been red, 
my collar's still blue, 
we've always been here 
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say 
we've always been, 
Red, White, and Blue


Ride our own bikes To Sturgis 
we pay our own dues,
smoking camels, drinking domestic BREWS
You want to know where I have been
just look at my hands
Yeah, I've driven by the White House,
Spent some time in jail.
Momma cried but she still wouldn't pay my bail.
I ain't been no angel, 
But even God, he understands.


My hair's turning white, 
my neck's always been red, 
my collar's still blue, 
we've always been here 
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say 
we've always been, 
Red, White, and Blue


Yeah that's right!


My Daddy worked hard, and so have I,
paid our taxes and gave our lives 
to serve this great country
so what are they complaining about


Yeah we love our families, we love our kids
you know it is love that makes us all so rich
That's where were at,
If they don't like it they can just
get the HELL out!


Yeah!


My hair's turning white, 
my neck's always been red, 
my collar's still blue, 
we've always been here 
just trying to sing the truth to you.
Yes you could say 
we've always been, 
Red, White, and Blue


oh..oh..Red, White, and Blue....


Red, White, and Blue


oh..oh....Red, White, and Blue