Real Gone Billy Ray Cyrus

[Intro]
I'm American made, apple pie, Chevrolet
My momma taught me wrong from right

[Verse 1]
I was born in the South
Sometimes I have a big mouth
When I see something that I don't like
I got to say it

Well, we've been driving this road for a mighty long time
Paying no mind to the signs
Well, this neighborhood's changed
It's all been rearranged
We left that dream somewhere behind

[Chorus]
Slow down, you're going to crash
Baby you're a-screaming it's a blast, blast, blast
Look out babe, you've got your blinders on
Everybody's looking for a way to get real gone
Real gone
Real gone

[Verse 2]
But there's a new cat in town
He's got high-faded friends
Thinks he's going to change history