(We rolling?) (yes, yes, yes, yes, yes)
(Alright)
(One, two, three, here we go)

So you like all the songs on your country radio?
But if you wanna sing along, there's some things you should know
It may not be for all, but if you wanna call it the dream
There's a different side of this life and the songs that we sing

Your clothes smell like smoke on Monday from Saturday night
Your head's gonna pound from too many cold Miller Lites
Your truck is still stuck in some mud in some field out somewhere
If she wears the jeans that you like, well they can't help but stare
And I ain't one to judge, I ain't saying what's right or what's wrong
That's the price that you pay for living a country song

Your clothes smell like smoke on Monday from Saturday night
Your head's gonna pound from too many cold Miller Lites
Your truck is still stuck in some mud in some field out somewhere
And she wears the jeans that you like, well them guys gonna stare
I ain't one to judge, I ain't saying what's right or what's wrong
That's the price that you pay for living a country song
But I ain't one to judge, I ain't saying what's right or what's wrong
That's the price that you pay for living a country song, yeah

(I'm paying the price boys) (woo)
(Can we get a bubble?)
(Man, it's been a long week)
(Going down in fame)
(Alright)