Ain’t that some back home
Buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah
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 been we doin’ since we was yay high
There’s folks out there ain’t T-R-Y diss
Man, ain’t that some shit
That you’d hate to grow up and miss
Hate to think of what if
I didn’t even know what a honey hole with a Zebco
With my jeans rolled and a piece of skoal in my lip
Even if they say we ain’t got a pot to piss
But I thank God for this
Ain’t that some back home
Buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah
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 been we doin’ since we was yay high
There’s folks out there ain’t T-R-Y diss
Man, ain’t that some shit
Ain’t that some, ain’t that some
Ain’t that some shit, yeah
My true north is due south, with a blue Coors goin’ down
Just like that setting sun on my old Z71
I know it’s cliché to sing Chevrolet, cold beers and Fridays
But that’s just the way it is out here
Ain’t that some back home
Buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah
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 been we doin’ since we was yay high
There’s folks out there ain’t T-R-Y diss
Man, ain’t that some shit
Ain’t that some, ain’t that some
Ain’t that some shit
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Ain’t that some back home
Buddies in the field, mud on the wheels, yeah
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 been we doin’ since we was yay high
There’s folks out there ain’t T-R-Y diss
Ain’t that some back home
Ain’t that some thick smoke, Silverado
Ain’t that some C-O-U-N-T-R-Y
We’ll be doing this since the day we die
There’s folks out there ain’t T-R-Y diss
Ain’t that some shit
Ain’t that some, ain’t that some
Ain’t that some shit
Ain’t that some, ain’t that some shit
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