I love my boots broke in
I love my Camo hat
Don't mind a little paint on my jeans
Yeah I roll like that

I love driving my truck
Across the railroad tracks
If you hit it too quick
It'll hit ya right back

I love a fresh cut field
With a first frost on
How it shines like gold
When the sun turned on

I love the sound of them wheels
With my baby singing along
When "The Boys Of Summer" comes on

I love my small-town world
I love a country girl
I love a Friday night
Man, I love this life
The sound of an ol' dirt road
Rollin' through my mind
Man, I love, man, I love
Man, I love this life

I Love that county line bar
Where they all know my drink
The way she throws her hands up
When that cover band plays

I love that taste of her lips
When she's been sipping that wine
I still get drunk on her every time

I love my small-town world
I love a country girl
I love a Friday night
Man, I love this life
The sound of an ol' dirt road
Rolling through my mind
Man, I love, man, I love
Man, I love this life

Oh-o-o-o-oh
Man, I love this life
Oh-o-o-o-oh
Man, I love this life
(I love this life, I love this life, I love this life)

I love that ragged old barn
That my grandpa made
It was my whole world back in my innocent days

I love that little white church
Out on 109
It's where I hit my knees
And I thank the Lord for this life of mine

I love my small-town world
I love a country girl
I love a Friday night
Man, I love this life
The sound of an ol' dirt road
Rolling through my mind
Man, I love, man, I love
Man, I love this life

Oh-o-o-o-oh
Man, I love this life
Oh-o-o-o-oh
Man, I love this life

Oh-o-o-o-oh
Man, I love this life
Oh-o-o-o-oh
Man, I love this life