I came up through the trenches where we only played for tips and alcohol You find out what you're made of when there ain't no gold or platinum on the wall And there's a few more like me who ain't of fightin' for the cause Chorus: Me and my band of brothers we got you covered Out here on the honky tonk front lines We're loaded up with country music we ain't afraid to use it Even if we have to play all night Well we ain't no rookies it's our third tour of duty but that's all right yeah that's all right Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines From the bars of San Diego to the county dair way up in Bangor Maine We keep the tour bus rollin' just like it was a big old Sherman tank Like those who came before us Owens, Haggard, Willie, Waylon, Jones and Hank (and Johnny Cash) (Repeat Chorus) Well we ain't no rookies it's our third tour of duty but that's all right yeah that's all right Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines Me and my band of brothers got you covered On the honky tonk front lines