written by kip raines and jeffrey steele well grandaddy was a hillbilly scholar blue collar of a man he came from the school where you didn t need nothin if you couldn t make it with your own two hands he was backwoods backwards used words like no sir yes ma am by god be darned hell yeah i m american in 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 don t get too high on the bottle and get right with the man fight your fights find a grace and all the things that you can change and help somebody if you can now granny said sonny stick to your ganas if you believe in something no matter what cause it s better to be hated for who you are than be loved for who you re not she was five feet of concrete new york born an 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 her last few breaths of life smilin as she said don t get too high on the bottle just a little sip ev ry now and then fight your fights find a grace and all the things that you can change and help somebody if you can and get right with the man instrumental break  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 ain t that funny more than once and if you wanna hear god laugh tell him your plans don t get too high on the bottle get right with the man son fight your fights find a grace and all the things that you can change and help somebody if you can and get right with the man yeah 
['country rock', 'southern rock']