Different Kind of Simple Life
Your daddy is a workin' man
Buildin' houses out of two-by-fours
You live just over the bridge
Your mama is a quiet girl
Takin' calls at the salvage yard
She brings home happy meals for the kids
It's just a different kind of simple life
Growin' up in the black and white
And never really knowin' what is right from wrong
You're burnin' through your gasoline in this tiny town
Run by all of those good ol' boys
They're just dancin' around in their blue Levi's
You best leave 'em all the hell alone
Wind down the tore-up road
And make your own way to freedom
'Cause no one's gonna pull your boots up for ya
And fly with both your arms out wide
Through that sweet by and by
And don't look back
'Cause we'll all be here when you get home
Bet you wish you had all day long
To strum a guitar and sing sad songs
But now you got a family of your own
Come by the bar and say hello
We're raisin' hell and shots of Patrón
Boy, you're sure gonna miss these days
'Cause it's just a different kind of simple life
Growin' up in the black and white
And never really knowin' what is right from wrong
You're burnin' through your gasoline in this tiny town
Run by all of those good ol' boys
They're just dancin' around in their blue Levi's
You best leave 'em all the hell alone
Wind down the tore-up road
And make your own way to freedom
'Cause no one's gonna pull your boots up for ya
And fly with both your arms out wide
Through that sweet by and by
No, don't look back
'Cause we'll all be here when you get home
Buildin' houses out of two-by-fours
You live just over the bridge
Your mama is a quiet girl
Takin' calls at the salvage yard
She brings home happy meals for the kids
It's just a different kind of simple life
Growin' up in the black and white
And never really knowin' what is right from wrong
You're burnin' through your gasoline in this tiny town
Run by all of those good ol' boys
They're just dancin' around in their blue Levi's
You best leave 'em all the hell alone
Wind down the tore-up road
And make your own way to freedom
'Cause no one's gonna pull your boots up for ya
And fly with both your arms out wide
Through that sweet by and by
And don't look back
'Cause we'll all be here when you get home
Bet you wish you had all day long
To strum a guitar and sing sad songs
But now you got a family of your own
Come by the bar and say hello
We're raisin' hell and shots of Patrón
Boy, you're sure gonna miss these days
'Cause it's just a different kind of simple life
Growin' up in the black and white
And never really knowin' what is right from wrong
You're burnin' through your gasoline in this tiny town
Run by all of those good ol' boys
They're just dancin' around in their blue Levi's
You best leave 'em all the hell alone
Wind down the tore-up road
And make your own way to freedom
'Cause no one's gonna pull your boots up for ya
And fly with both your arms out wide
Through that sweet by and by
No, don't look back
'Cause we'll all be here when you get home
Credits
Writer(s): Jd Clayton
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