Wouldn't trade this holler for a stone-cold million dollars
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My green all comes blue collar and I'm all good with that
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This world's been changin' but these folks 'round here, they ain't been
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They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin' past
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We could live a little higher on the hog
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But I don't think that we'd be no better off
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Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
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Some ten-point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
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Fridays in parkin' lots, outside of somewhere holy
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Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do, don't we?
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Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
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Still keep it low-key, still ridin' high behind them low beams
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If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
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Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do, don't we?
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It might be simple but these two lanes, they're my temple
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And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away
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I used to hate it but I travelled lots of pavement
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And there ain't no better places at the end of the day
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So I pass the plate and thank the Lord He put me here
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And pray that towns like mine don't ever disappear
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Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
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Some ten-point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
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Fridays in parkin' lots, outside of somewhere holy
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Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do, don't we?
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Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
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Still keep it low-key, still ridin' high behind them low beams
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If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
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Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do, don't we
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Yeah
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But we do, don't we?
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Not everybody takes off their hat
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Stands for the flag
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That them boys overseas
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Got on their sleeves
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Not everybody dies where they're born
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Takes a field full of corn
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And turns it into whiskey
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Say it with me
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Yeah we do, don't we?
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Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
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Some ten-point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy
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Fridays in parkin' lots, outside of somewhere holy
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Not everybody likes this kinda life but we do, don't we?
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Still workin' hard like my daddy told me
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Still keep it low-key, still ridin' high behind them low beams
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If you don't know about this nowhere, you don't know me
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Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do, don't we?
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Not everybody got that spot out in the forty
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But we do, don't we?
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Fridays in parkin' lots, outside of somewhere holy
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Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do, don't we?
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