Pour good ole boys

Pour good ole boys
Met up out in New hampshire
Licked their lips, drew the line
Did a territorial dance, sir

All I remember
When those boys began to boast
Is that they regressed to much
Their values left for the coast

There they were on radio, probably TV as well
The other replied ,”no, it isn’t”
Things weren’t going very well.

So I shut them off
Been there- done that before
It’s a good thing I’m not their judge
For no one would have a score