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[Verse]
E*
We were wilder than the Dukes of Hazzard
E*
Waylon, Willie, Hank even Haggard
A*
12s in the back cutoff flow masters
A*
Tearing up dirt roads and green pastures
E*
We weren't always up to no good
       A
But we weren't always that bad for

[Chorus]
           E
A bunch of boys, with nothin' to do
E
Everything used, wasn't nothin' new
A
Boys, with nothin' to lose
      A
But a lure off a line, or a case pocket knife
E
Boys, with nothin' but time
    E
And beer and whitetail deer to kill
           A
A bunch of boys
                          A
Chasing girls, that had a thing for
           E*
A bunch of boys with nothin'
E*
Man, we were somethin'
               A*                A*
For a bunch of boys with nothin'

[Verse]
          E*
We'd spend five dollars on a quarter tank of gas
E*
Five more on a cold 6 pack
A*
John Prine time on an old 8 track
A*
Follow the smoke to where the party's at
E*
We'd let the tailgate down
A
Whenever we found

[Chorus]
           E
A bunch of boys, with nothin' to do
E
Everything used, wasn't nothin' new
A
Boys, with nothin' to lose
      A
But a lure off a line, or a case pocket knife
E
Boys, with nothin' but time
    E
And beer and whitetail deer to kill
           A
A bunch of boys
                          A
Chasing girls, that had a thing for
           E*
A bunch of boys with nothin'
E*
Man, we were somethin'
               A*                A*
For a bunch of boys with nothin'

[Bridge]
             E
We were just boys with nothin' but love
        E
For our mommas, hometown

And the good lord above
A
Boys with nothin' to hide
   A
Ya got what ya saw

Wrong or right

[Instrumental]

E*  E*  A*  A*

[Chorus]
                E
Just a bunch of boys, with nothin' to do
E
Everything used, wasn't nothin' new
A
Boys, with nothin' to lose
      A
But a lure off a line, or a case pocket knife
E
Boys, with nothin' but time
    E
And beer and whitetail deer to kill
           A
A bunch of boys
                          A
Chasing girls, that had a thing for
           E*
A bunch of boys with nothin'
E*
Man, we were somethin'
               A*                A*    E
For a bunch of boys with nothin'