Ain't that some back home buddies in a field,
Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado
tearin' up a two- lane road
Ain't that some C- O- U- N- T- R- Y shit we
been doin' since we was yea high
Man, ain't that some shit
That you'd hate to grow up and miss
I didn't even know what a honey
Wore my jeans rolled and a pinch
of Skoal in my lip even is
They say we ain't got a pot to piss
Ain't that some back home buddies in a field,
Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado
tearin' up a two- lane road
Ain't that some C- O- U- N- T- R- Y shit we
been doin' since we was yea high
Man, ain't that some shit
Ain't that some, ain't that some,
My true north is due south,
with a blue Coors goin' down
Just like that settin' sun
I know it's cliche to sing
Chevrolets, cold beers and Fridays
But that's just the way it is out here
Ain't that some back home buddies in a field,
Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado
tear in' up a two- lane road
Ain't that some C- O- U- N- T- R- Y shit we
been doin' since we was yea high
Man, ain't that some shit
Ain't that some, ain't that some,
Ain't that some back home buddies in a field,
Ain't that some thick smoke Silverado
tear in' up a two- lane road
Ain't that some C- O- U- N- T- R- Y shit we
been doin' since we was yea high
Ain't that some back home
Ain't that some thick smoke
Ain't that some C- O- U- N- T- R- Y,
we'll be doing this 'til the day we die
Ain't that some, ain't that some,
