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