Well grand daddy was a hilly billy scholar blue collar of a man 

he came from the school were you didn't need nothin 

if you couldn't make it with your own 2 hands 

he was back woods, backwards 

used words like no sir, yes ma'am, by god, be darn, 

hell yeah i'm American 

and all the years he walked this earth 

I swear all he did was work 

he said the devil dreams on an idle horse

so you listen to me 'squirt' 



(chorus)

Don't get too high on the bottle

and get right with the man

fight your fights

find the grace

in all the things that you can't change

and help sombody if you can



Now granny said 'Sonny stick to your guns 

as if you believe in somethin no matter what 

cause it's better to be hated for who you are 

then be loved for who your not' 

she was 5 feet of concrete 

New York born and raised on a slick city street

she'd cold stare you down,stand her ground

still kickin and screamin at 93 

I remember just how frail she looked in that hospital bed

takin the last few breaths of life, smilin as she said



Don't get too high on the bottle (just a little sip every now and then)

fight your fights

find the grace

in all the things that you can't change

and help sombody if you can

and get right with the man



I never let a cowboy make the coffee 

yeah that's what granny always said to my grandad 

and he'd say never tell a joke that aint that funny more than once 

and if you wanna hear God laugh tell him your plans



Don't get too high on the bottle

and get right with the man, son

fight your fights

find the grace

in all the things that you can't change

and help somebody if you can

and get right with the man



And get right with the man!