These old jeans have seen a mile or two
They're torn and faded
Just an old skole ring where it used to be blue
Got a crack in the dashboard
From all that Georgia Sun a baking
Red dirt's done worn a hole in the soles of these boots
She still rolls those windows down
And let's that long hair blow
When a little hank comes on
We don't care who knows

They think we might be a little rough around the edges
Small town, low down hanging out back in the back woods
Friday night on a gravel road might get a little rеckless
That's just the way we do, ain't gotta bе all that smooth
Like homemade shine when it goes down
A little rough around, rough around the edges

She's seen all my scars, my restless heart but she don't mind it
Kinda like when you polish up rusty old chrome
They say an old chunk of coal someday it's gonna be a diamond
She don't care if I still got a long, long way to go

They think we might be a little rough around the edges
Small town, low down hanging out back in the back woods
Friday night on a gravel road might get a little reckless
That's just the way we do, ain't gotta be all that smooth
Like homemade shine when it goes down
A little rough around, rough around the edges

Ain't trying be something we ain't
Just don't try to tell us we can't
Out here that's the way we roll
We don't care who knows

They think we might be a little rough around the edges
Small town, low down hanging out back in the back woods
Friday night on a gravel road might get a little reckless
That's just the way we do, ain't gotta be all that smooth
Like homemade shine when it goes down
A little rough around, rough around the edges
A little rough around the edges