I saw you sittin' there sippin' red wine. Down at Causen Mills. I knew you'd probably be outta my league. But I thought, what the hell?. Aw, what the hell?.
I got a cricket on the line. And a bottle of shine. The whippoorwill whistlin'. Everything is fine. Got my plow boy bunny sittin' by my side. What else does a country boy need to survive?.
When you're sick of the same old songs. From the same old band on the bar marquee, call me up. If you're climbin' the walls, baby we could hang, hang, hang.