How 'Bout You [Live at TD Garden]

Yeah, I know where I come from
How 'bout you?
I don't need baggy clothes
Or rings in my nose to be cool
Yeah, the scars on my knuckles match these scuffs on these cowboy boots
There's a whole lot more like me
How 'bout you?
Yeah, I punch the clock trying' to make it to the top, how 'bout you?
I ain't got no blue-blood trust fund I can dip in to
Yeah, I wish Uncle Sam would give a damn about the man who's collar's blue
But if he don't, hell, I'll make it on my own
How 'bout you?

An' how 'bout you?
Do you feel the way I do?
To tell the truth
I think we're the chosen few
That's just me
How 'bout you?

I still say "yes, ma'am" to my mama
How 'bout you?
If I shake your hand, look you in the eye you can bet your ass, it's gonna be the truth
I cover my heart with my hat when they fly my red, white and blue
Just like my Daddy taught me
How 'bout you?

An' how 'bout you, do you feel the way I do?
To tell the truth
I think we're the chosen few
But that's just me
Yeah, how 'bout you?

Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you?
Yeah, I like my country rocking', how 'bout you?
I like my country rocking', give it to 'em boys!

Give me a crowd that's redneck an' loud, we'll raise the roof
And we're probably gonna stay all night long
How 'bout you, do you feel the way I do?
To tell the truth
I think we're the chosen few
An' how 'bout you?
Do you feel the way I do?
'Cause man, I know where I come from:
How 'bout you?