Ain't That Some

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 yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this 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 And my jeans rolled and a pinch of Skoal in my lip even is 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 yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this 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 Z-71 I know it's cliché 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 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 yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this Man, ain't that some shit Ain't that some, ain't that some, ain't that some shit 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 yea high There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this (Ain't) 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 doin' this 'til the day we die There's folks out there ain't T-R-Y-D this (Ain't) 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