well, I guess I was born just a simple young man
the last five boys my daddy didn’t plan
lived in a simple house
out on a rolling land
where me and them boys we run wild
you know, none of them kids ever needed a lot
‘cause we was crack at an engine
we was crack at a shot
no one ever cried
‘bout the cards that we got
‘cause we was wildwood American child
didn’t know much about those matters of fate
but daddy got his hands on this Phantom V-8
that’s how we learned God was so great
because that’s how we all learned to drive
I was turnin’ and burnin’
I was learnin’ to be me
another crazy kid of the territory
turnin’ and burnin’
I was yearnin’ to be free
just another leaf from that old Hickory
now, listen what I’m saying
baby, listen carefully
Sunday is for prayin’, Monday’s power and speed
listen to what I’m saying
‘cause I say it lovingly
I’m turnin’ and burnin’, don’t you ever tread on me
now, there’s a couple old trucks in my daddy‘s front yard
couple old country dogs still tryin’ to keep guard
there’s a star-Spangled Banner that we all still regard
as the pride of the home country
now watch us all comin’ down that bendin’ back road
carryin’ our kin and our mighty workload
sometimes we hit it with a hammer
we crank it with a crow
we building the things y’all need
you got a beam
that ain’t bearin’ that weight
you got a scene
that ain’t level and straight
don’t you worry, baby
got a lot on your plate
I’m gonna make it all right
I’m a-turnin’ and burnin’
I’m gettin’ in the weeds
measuring wood and I’m layin’ that concrete
turnin’ and burnin’
all the work is guaranteed
man, that’s just a saying from a singular breed
now, listen what I’m saying
baby, listen carefully
Sunday is for prayin’, Monday’s power and speed
listen to what I’m saying
‘cause I say it lovingly
I’m turnin’ and burnin’, don’t you ever have a tread on me