I'm a little more beer bottle
Beer joint than a fancy bar
I'm a little more sitting up high
On the road than a little old car
I'm a little more bust your back and take it for free
That's how I'll always be
I'm a little more lose my temper than to sit on back
I'm a little more old hank williams than that trendy
I love a flatwood old front porch
Made of an old oak tree
That's how I'll always be
I'll always be a fan of old string dogs
And guitars playing
One room
Churches back road walks and front porch swinging
Sunset skies bonfire nights I love the simple things
That's how I'll always be
I got friends that say I live a little
Like cool hand loop
Fast cars and motorcycles raising and cowboy boots
But hey on sunday morning I'll take the back road seat
That's how I'll always be
I'll always be a fan of old string dogs
And guitars playing
One room
Churches back road walks and front porch swinging
Sunset skies bonfire nights I love the simple things
That's how I'll always be
I'm a fan of truck rock bouncing off a chevy fender
That feeling that you get
First time she lets you kiss her
Rusty roots that rattle when the rain is falling down
Handshake deals fresh cut hay fields and home towns
I'll always be a fan of old string dogs
And guitars playing
One room churches back road walks and front porch
Swinging sunset skies bonfire nights
I love the simple things
That's how I'll always be
That's how I'll always be
That's how I'll always be
That's how I'll always be