We rollin'? (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 in 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 jеans that you like, well, they can't hеlp but stare And I ain't one to judge, I ain't sayin' what's right or what's wrong That's the price that you pay for livin' 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 If she wears the jeans that you like, well, them guys gonna stare I ain't one to judge, I ain't sayin' what's right or what's wrong That's the price that you pay for livin' a country song But I ain't one to judge, I ain't sayin' what's right or what's wrong That's the price that you pay for livin' a country song, yeah