And it ain't just dirt roads
It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
It ain't just gettin' sideways
I hear 'em singin' on the radio
Broken record 'bout a dusty road
An ice cold beer, a pretty girl ridin' shotgun
I ain't sayin' that those things ain't nice
But come on now, there's more to life
So tell me a story, 'cause everybody's got one
I know there's more to this
It ain't just rhymin' words with music
Sing me somethin' from your heart
'Cause it ain't just dirt roads
It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
It ain't just gettin' sideways
And it ain't just pickup trucks
It ain't just stirrup dust
It ain't just whitetail bucks
Or just another song about gettin' drunk
It's about guts and glory
Cowboy, what's your story?
I grew up on a mountainside
The Tennessee-Kentucky line
Just a preacher's boy, and mama was a teacher
Started singin' on Sundays
But playin' ball was my dream to get paid
Had a couple scouts sittin' out in the bleachers
That dream, yeah, it ended
But that was only the beginnin'
Of these songs that I sing from the heart
And it ain't just dirt roads
It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
It ain't just gettin' sideways
It ain't just pickup trucks
It ain't just stirrup dust
It ain't just whitetail bucks
Or just another song about gettin' drunk
It's about guts and glory
Cowboy
I know I still, I got a lot to learn
But here's a couple things I'll say when it's my turn
That it ain't just dirt roads
It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
It ain't just gettin' sideways
And it ain't just pickup trucks
It ain't just stirrup dust
It ain't just whitetail bucks
Or just another song about gettin' drunk
It's about guts and glory
Yeah, it's about guts and glory
Cowboy, what's your story?
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