If it's broke, we can fix it
With a six pack and some wrenches
Our arms are tan, and sometimes our hands
Are covered in mold and dirt
All week long, we bust it
Friday afternoon, we truck it
To this little old dive where most us guys
Got names on our shirts
Boys like us, we make up
That red wing boot crowd
We cut loose and when we do
It might get a little too loud
God bless the day he made
Those pretty girls that love
Dirt road scholar, blue on the collar
Beer drinking boys like us, yeah
Spy overhead that where we are
Some girls have a soft heart for the
Hard-headed, rough round the edges
And I think it's time we all
Grab a bottle or a beer can
Raise 'em up to the heavens
Here's to those angels sent here to save those
Hell-raising kind of
Boys like us, we make up
That cowboy boot crowd
We cut loose and when we do
It might get a little too loud
God bless the day he made
Those pretty girls that love
Dirt road scholar, blue on the collar
Beer drinking boys like us, come on
'Cause boys like us, we make up
That combat boot crowd
We cut loose and when we do
It might get a little too loud
God bless the day he made
Those pretty girls that love
Dirt road scholar, blue on the collar
Cold beer drinking
Boys like us, we make up
That red wing boot crowd
We cut loose and when we do
It might get a little too loud
God bless the day he made
Those pretty girls that love
Dirt road scholar, blue on the collar
Beer drinking boys like us
Dirt road scholar, blue on the collar
Beer drinking boys like us
Yeah, boys like us
