Karaoké Don't We Morgan Wallen

Wouldn't trade this holler for a stone-cold million dollars

My green all comes blue collar and I'm all good with that

This world's been changin' but these folks 'round here they ain't been

They all still windshield wavin' when they slow rollin' past

We could live a little higher on the hog but I don't think that we'd be no better off

Not everybody got that spot out in the forty

Some ten-point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy

Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy

Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do don't we

Still workin' hard like my daddy told me

Still keepin' lowkey

Still ridin' high behind them low beams

If you don't know about this nowhere you don't know me

Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do don't we

It might be simple but these two lanes they're my temple

And that river rollin' gentle wash my worries away

I used to hate it but I traveled lots of pavement and there ain't no better places at the end of the day

So I pass the plate and thank the Lord

He put me here

And pray that times like mine don't ever disappear

Not everybody got that spot out in the forty

Some ten-point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy

Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy

Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do don't we

Still workin' hard like my daddy told me

Still keepin' lowkey

Still ridin' high behind them low beams

If you don't know about this nowhere you don't know me

Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do don't we

Yeah

But we do don't we

Not everybody takes off their hat

Stands for the flag that them boys overseas got on their sleeve

Not everybody dies where they're born

Takes a field full of corn

And turns it into whiskey

Say it with me

Yeah we do don't we

Not everybody got that spot out in the forty

Some ten-point buck they shot hangin' like a velvet trophy

Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy

Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do don't we

Still workin' hard like my daddy told me

Still keepin' lowkey

Still ridin' high behind them low beams

If you don't know about this nowhere you don't know me

Not everybody thinks we got it made but we do don't we

Not everybody got that spot out in the forty

Fridays in parkin' lots outside of somewhere holy

Not everybody likes this kind of life but we do don't we