I'm a white boy
Some folks call me a ramblin man
I do a lot of thumbin and kickin cans
And it wouldnt do an ounce of good to call my names
'Cause daddys name wasnt Wille Woodrow
And I wasnt born and raised in no ghetto
Just a white boy lookin for a place to do my thing
Well Im out to find me a wealth woman
And a line of work that dont take no diploma
I aint got much to lose but a lot to gain
Yeah, some might call me a good time fella
I aint black and I aint yella
Just a white boy lookin for a place to do my thing
Yeah, I dont want no handout livin...
And dont want a part of anything theyre givin
Im proud and white and I got a song to sing
Well Ive said a few things and Ill admit it
If you want to get ahead you got to hump and get it
I'm A White Boy lookin for a place to do my thing
Yeah, Im a small town boy been around a little
I like guitars and I like a fiddle
And thats the kind of soul it take to fan my flame
Well Im a blue eyed Billy kind of feared and ready
So Ill have to work to be somebody
I'm A White Boy lookin for a place to do my thing
I dont want no handout livin...
I'm A White Boy lookin for a place to do my thing.
