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Credits

PERFORMING ARTISTS
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham
Lead Vocals
Cody Huggins
Cody Huggins
Guitar
Daniel Creamer
Daniel Creamer
Organ
Paul Grass
Paul Grass
Drums
Richard Bowden
Richard Bowden
Mandolin
Ryan Ake
Ryan Ake
Electric Guitar
Scott Lee
Scott Lee
Double Bass
COMPOSITION & LYRICS
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham
Songwriter
PRODUCTION & ENGINEERING
Ryan Bingham
Ryan Bingham
Producer
Grant Jackson Wilborn
Grant Jackson Wilborn
Mastering Engineer

Lyrics

[Verse 1]
Well I lost my job today
Because the boss man's out of pay
He said the price of life has gone astray
And he just can't afford my cowboy wage
[Verse 2]
I got a wild horse
And a wild woman
Gonna load 'em up
In my pick 'em up truck
Head back down to the land of luck
[Verse 3]
And buy a six-pack
And some Marlboro lights
Holdin' hands, we drive all night
Under the moon with no headlights
[Verse 4]
And we'll pull it over
Whenever I wanna
We'll have no worries
We'll have no cares
Eat some marijuana gummy bears
In our underwear
[Verse 5]
We'll drink some beer
Shoot some guns
Ain't nobody gonna ruin our fun
We're cooking hot dogs
And hamburgers
Got lots of dogs and lots of kids
And fireworks for all our friends
[Verse 6]
Because we're Americana
We do whatever we wanna
We support our troops
Salute our flag
Ain't nobody gonna make us sad
[Verse 7]
We're eating psilocybin
In a backwoods cabin
Down by the river
We pull up chairs
Laughing at jokes that no one dares
[Verse 8]
To tell in public
We all love it
We don't get tired
We don't get bored
We don't mind sleepin' on a hardwood floor
[Verse 9]
We love country music
And television
We all know what conspiracy
Might just be our reality
We don't get mad
We don't make a fuss
Because life's too short to give two fucks
Written by: Ryan Bingham

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