They say livin' a country life, ain't all that great
You're up from dusk till dawn until the grave
You got work to do and bills to pay
You got a wife to love that gets you through the day
But I wouldn't trade this life for anything
Early mornings and late curfews
Empty bottle of booze and I'm startin' on two
Just livin' life day by day with everything to do
But time to play this old beat up six string
On that old creaky porch swing
And I'd play this old beat up six string
On that old creaky porch swing
Without a care in the world or my mind
And I'd just play whatever comes to me
And I'd strum along to the creaking of the swing
Truth is we all live pretty good 'round here
We don't worry about no politics or wear them clothes that hardly fit
We just thank the Lord for everything we receive
And we play that country music with family
Then I'd play this old beat up six string
On that old creaky porch swing
Without a care in the world or my mind
And I'd just play whatever comes to me
Then I'd strum along to the creaking of the swing
Cause all I need is three chords and the truth
With my dog by my side, oh there ain't nothin' that I couldn't do
I'll just sit outside waitin' for the sun to go on down
Then I'd play this old beat up six string
On that old creaky porch swing
Without a care in the world or my mind
And I'd just play whatever comes to me
Then I'd strum along to the creaking of the swing
Yeah, I'd strum along to the creaking of the swing