# Old Mack Donald ## Verse 1 Old Mack Donald spit some bars... E-I-E-I-O People thought I bought the farm... Nah, I dodged that long ago. Boots muddy, fresh white tee, Chrome still shining, country OG. Raised these rows, then raised the roof, Everything I say's the truth. ## Pre-Chorus Got my homeys to the left, My shorties to the right. Cookout in the cornfield, Every Saturday night. ## Chorus Old Mack Donald run this town... E-I-E-I-O Bass so loud it shakes the ground... E-I-E-I-O Bonfire high, stars all glow, Everybody knows where to go. Country roots with a West Coast flow... E-I-E-I-O ## Verse 2 John Deere parked beside the stage, Small-town legend, center stage. Hay bales stacked, the speakers knock, Whole back forty 'round the clock. Grandma's pie, the grill on smoke, DJ laughing at my jokes. Dirt road anthem, that's my show, Everybody singing... E-I-E-I-O ## Bridge Raised more bars than a county fence, Built this life with common sense. From the back forty to the Top 40 charts, Still got country in my heart. They keep askin' how I'm still around, After all I've been through, though... I just grin and tip my hat... I ain't kickin' no buckets, yo! ## Final Chorus Old Mack Donald spit them bars... E-I-E-I-O People thought I bought the farm... Nah, I dodged that long ago. Got my homeys to the left, My shorties to the right. Cookout in the cornfield, Every Saturday night. E-I-E-I-O
