These boots seen dirt
These hands know work
This four wheel drive's got plenty of miles out on the outskirts
This necks been red
These fingers have bled
Beating this guitar strings trying to hang with a Hank cassette

Every drop down tailgate cold beer buzz
Very John Deere forty acre field full of dust
Them stain glass Sunday morning memories how sweet the sound
Every moon lit slow kiss fog in that glass
Every heart broke back road soaked in jack
Like a country song I've lived it all out loud
It's all I know no matter where I go
There ain't no way around it
I don't just sing about it

These scars don't lie
These roots don't die
If them woods could talk they'd say I've walked em dang near all my life

Every drop down tailgate cold beer buzz
Very John Deere forty acre field full of dust
Them stain glass Sunday morning memories how sweet the sound
Every moon lit slow kiss fog in that glass
Every heart broke back road soaked in jack
Like a country song I've lived it all out loud
It's all I know no matter where I go
There ain't no way around it
I don't just sing about it

Every drop down tailgate cold beer buzz
Every John Deere forty acre field full of dust
Its all I know no matter where I go there ain't no way around it
I don't just sing about it