Backroad Lyrics

Well im just country unlike the rest,
A little backroad i must confess,
I pick my guitar from time to time,
Playin my rhythms, selling all my rhymes,

You cant tell me how im supposed to be
Having everything in life wont set you free
So keep your fancy homes and cars,
Ill play smoked out country bars,
Everything ive got is fine with me- its fine with me

My old trucks a beater it aint too hard to tell,
the sign in the window reads “for sale”,
i think im gonna be real sad,
all them good times me and the rooster had,

You cant tell me how im supposed to be
Having everything in life wont set you free
So keep your fancy homes and cars,
Ill play smoked out country bars,
Everything ive got is fine with me- its fine with me

now some folks like me and some may not,
i drink my whiskey by the shot,
my boots are dirty and my hat is bent,
i earned every dollar this old redneck spent,

You cant tell me how im supposed to be
Having everything in life wont set you free
So keep your fancy homes and cars,
I aint no first class movie star
Everything ive got is fine with me- its fine with me