Lyrics
I heard it through the grapevine
My new neighbor
Don't like my big red barn
A '47 Ford
Bullet holes in the door
Broke down motor in the front yard, ha-ha
I gotta have a mind to paint a plywood sign
And nail it up on a knotty pine tree
Saying, "I was here first
This is my piece of dirt
And your rambling don't rattle me"
Some people care about
What other people think
Worry 'bout what they say
Let a little gossip
Comin' from a loose lip
Ruin a perfect day
Sayin' blah, blah, blah
Just-a jackin' their jaws
Gotta let it roll off-a my back (roll off-a my back)
I don't give a dern
What other people think
What do ya think about that?
I wear what I want to
Overalls, work boots
Crank my music up loud
Like to sling a little mud
In my four-wheel drive
Trek it all into town
Shoot a little eight ball
Down at the pool hall
Drink a beer with my friends (drink a beer with my friends)
Now don't judge me
And I won't judge you
'Cause we all get judged in the end
Some people care about
What other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Comin' from a loose lip
Ruin a perfect day
Sayin' blah, blah, blah
Just a jackin' their jaws
Gotta let it roll off-a my back (roll off-a my back)
I don't give a dern
What other people think
What do ya think about that? Ha-ha-ha
Some people care about
What other people think
Worry about what they say
Let a little gossip
Coming from a loose lip
Ruin my perfect day
Sayin' blah, blah, blah
Just-a jackin' their jaws
Gotta let it roll off-a my back (roll off-a my back)
I don't give a dern
What other people think
What do ya think about that?
Say, I don't give a damn
What other people think
What do you think about that?
Tell me, what ya think about that?
What do you think about that?
What do you think about that?
