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These Are My People - The Starlite Orchestra
Well we grew up down by the railroad tracks
Shootin' Bibis at old beer cans
Chokin' on the smoke from a lucky strike
Somebody lifted off his old man
We were football flunkies southern rock junkies
Crankin' up the stereos
Singing loud and proud to gimmie three steps
Simple man and curtis low
We were big ya know
Got some discount knowledge at the jr college
Where we majored in beer and girls
It was all real funny till we ran out of
Money and they threw us out into the world
Yeah the kids that thought they'd run this town
Ain't a runnin' much of anything
Just lovin' and laughin' and bustin'
Our asses and we all call it
All livin' the dream
But these are my people
This is where I come from
We're givin' this life everything
We got and then some
It ain't always pretty
But it's real
It's the way we were made wouldn't have it
Any other way
These are my people
Well we take it all week on the chin with
A grin till we make it to Friday night
And it's church league softball holler
'Bout a bad call
Preacher breaking up the fight
Then later on at the green light tavern well
Everybody's gatherin' as friends
And the beer's a pourin' till Monday mornin'
And we start it all over again
And these are my people
This is where I come from
We're givin' this life everything we got
And then some
It ain't always pretty
But it's real
It's the way we were made wouldn't have it
Any other way
These are my people
We fall down
And we get up
We walk proud
And we talk tough
We got heart
And we got nerve
Even if we are a bit disturbed
Come on
And these are my people
This is where I come from
We're givin' this life everything
We got and then some
It ain't always pretty
But it's real
It's the way we were made wouldn't have
It any other way
Oh no
These are my people
