I got a house down a back road

I got a flag on the front porch

I got a dog named waylon

I got a driveway that needs paving

I got a boat with a two stroke

A couple guaranteed to make you laugh jokes

I got friends in low places

Yeah, life is what you make it.

I might not end up in the hall of fame

With a star on the sidewalk with my name

Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone

Nobody gonna name their babies after me

I might not go down in history

But I'll go down to the honky-tonk.

I got a girl named sheila

She goes batshit on tequila

I got a job that gets the job done

I got a loan at the bank, it's a big one

The only place you might see my name

Is on the wall for a good time call

I'm a local legend on a friday night

In a pabst blue ribbon neon light.

I might not end up in the hall of fame

With a star on the sidewalk with my name

Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone

Nobody gonna name their babies after me

I might not go down in history

But I'll go down to the honky-tonk.

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down, I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down, I go down to the honky-tonk.

I might not end up in the hall of fame

With a star on the sidewalk with my name

Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone

Nobody gonna name their babies after me

I might not go down in history

But I'll go down to the honky-tonk.

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down, I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down to the honky-tonk

I go down, I go down to the honky-tonk.