Lyrics

It sure ain't no city, Lord, it ain't even a town
But it's the place we grew up and the one we still hang around
Anything we've ever done, we've done done it again
Me and the boys I shoot the bull with, the ones I call my friends
Oh, we drive trucks and hunt ducks and go nuts over bucks
We know about good lovin' and good times
Yeah, me and these beer drinkin' buddies of mine
Talk the wild talk, head up and keep believin'
And we've got it all from where we're sittin' this evenin'
But don't get me wrong, we ain't high on the hog, no
But there's still richness in whiskey, a good woman, and dogs, yeah
Oh, we drive trucks and hunt ducks and go nuts over bucks
We know about good lovin' and good times
Yeah, me and these beer drinkin' buddies of mine
Red, white, and blue jeans and boots 'til the end
We say "Yes sir," "Yes ma'am," and a prayer now and then
Pay the note on our homes and some hand-me-down land
Hard work and a little luck and company truck makin' a stand
Oh, we drive trucks and hunt ducks and go nuts over bucks
We know about good lovin' and good times
Yeah, me and these beer drinkin' buddies of mine
Yeah, me and these beer drinkin' buddies of mine
Written by: Jason Frank Foster
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