And it ain´t just dirt roads It ain´t just ice cold beer on a Friday It ain´t just gettin´ sideways
I hear ´em singin´ on the radio
Broken record ´bout a dusty road An ice cold beer, a pretty girl ridin´ shotgun
I ain´t sayin´ that those things ain´t nice But come on now, there´s more to life So tell me a story, ´cause everybody´s got one
I know there´s more to this It ain´t just rhymin´ words with music Sing me somethin´ from your heart
´Cause it ain´t just dirt roads It ain´t just ice cold beer on a Friday It ain´t just gettin´ sideways And it ain´t just pickup trucks It ain´t just stirrup dust It ain´t just whitetail bucks Or just another song about gettin´ drunk
It´s about guts and glory Cowboy, what´s your story?
I grew up on a mountainside The Tennessee-Kentucky line Just a preacher´s boy, and mama was a teacher
Started singin´ on Sundays But playin´ ball was my dream to get paid Had a couple scouts sittin´ out in the bleachers
That dream, yeah, it ended But that was only the beginnin´ Of these songs that I sing from the heart
And it ain´t just dirt roads It ain´t just ice cold beer on a Friday It ain´t just gettin´ sideways
It ain´t just pickup trucks It ain´t just stirrup dust It ain´t just whitetail bucks Or just another song about gettin´ drunk It´s about guts and glory Cowboy
I know I still, I got a lot to learn But here´s a couple things I´ll say when it´s my turn
That it ain´t just dirt roads It ain´t just ice cold beer on a Friday It ain´t just gettin´ sideways And it ain´t just pickup trucks It ain´t just stirrup dust It ain´t just whitetail bucks Or just another song about gettin´ drunk
It´s about guts and glory Yeah, it´s about guts and glory Cowboy, what´s your story?