My paycheck could be bigger And cold beer could be cheaper
Well I'd sure love a new truck But I can't sell this beater
My freezer needs more deer meat My grass could use more rain
But even on the hard days Man I can't complain
* I'm still living, breathing I love the job I'm leaving
And I just hit three green lights in a row On my way home
And I've got a family that loves me Someone looking out up above me
And I still got some blue skies left to go I'm the Webster definition of what a lucky man is
When I take a look at all the things I take for granted
Sometimes when I get home All I wanna do
Is kick back on the sofa And kick off these work boots
Too tired to chuck the pigskin Tell a story, tuck the kids in
And stay up with the missus But I'm going to tonight
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