Josh Thompson - Hank Crankin' People Lyrics

We swing hammers, we climb ladders|We're from where the good book, a good time|And a good long hard rain's all that matters|Yeah, we're small town, we're big city uptown|It's all red white and blue from Fifth Avenue out to the rural routes||We take our hats off when we face the flag|Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag|I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind|Cut from the same cloth as mine|I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin'|Hank crankin' people||We shoot shotguns, say hell yeah if you got one|We're all about down home and homegrown|And backbone ain't something that's long gone|Aw naw||We take our hats off when we face the flag|Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag|I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind|Cut from the same cloth as mine|I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin'|Hank crankin' people||We take our hats off when we face the flag|Twist a cap off when we hear the Hag|I'm right here with the hell raisin' kind|Cut from the same cloth as mine|I'm talking hard workin', God fearin', beer drinkin'|Hank crankin' people||Yeah, Hank crankin' people|Yeah, Hank crankin' people|