Hmm, yeah
Some people think that paradise is
Somewhere sunny and seventy-five, yeah
I'll admit that it sounds pretty sweet, man
But I got 'em beat man who needs a beach when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that
Old boots and worn out jeans
Mom and them living down the street
Yeah, I'm luckier than lucky number seven
Ridin' 'round and holdin' onto heaven when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that
Ooh
Like blackberry jam on a homemade biscuit
Ooh
Yeah, that's what I call small town livin' when
My baby got a Bass Pro hat turned back
In the cab of my tractor, yeah
She's up in my lap singin' songs with the words wrong
But it don't matter, no
Ain't got a lot, but we got it made
Steady fallin' like a springtime rain
Sweet tea slow goin' nowhere fast
Might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah
It might sound crazy but we like it like that (yeah yeah)
It might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah (yeah yeah)
Ooh, hey yeah (yeah yeah)
It might sound crazy but we like it like that, yeah yeah