Next To You, Next To Me (Live)

Ridin' down the road in my pick-up truck
You better be ready 'cause I'm pickin' you up
With a full moon a shinin' and a little bit ah luck
We'll run out outta gas and maybe get stuck

We need to get lost baby, I don't care
I ain't worried as long as you're there
There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me

There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, next to me

Barbecue chicken in aluminum foil
Just enough money for my gas and oil
Who needs your shrimp and your caviar
I'd sooner have you just the way you are

Rich people got their money to hold
Mansion on the hill and diamonds and gold
It can't compare as far as I can see
Next to you sittin' next to me

There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, next to me

Radio playin' our favorite song
I'll change the station when the news comes on
The signal ain't comin' in too strong
We'll make our own music honey all night long

If the Good Lord's willin' when we're old and gray
The kids are grown up and moved away
We'll be rockin' there side by side
With barbeque chicken and the TV guide

Well, there ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me
There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, next to me
There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me

How many don't mind to be a dog when the festivity's here
How many of y'all came to sing tonight
Y'all been on drugs, alright

There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me
There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me
There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me

There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, next to me
There ain't no place that I'd rather be
Next to you, sittin' next to me



Credits
Writer(s): Robert Ellis Orrall, Curtis Blaine Wright
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