I live off crumpled dollars
From an old pickle jar
I live off what Im growin
In the back of the yard
Folgers hot in the mornin
Sun shinin on my doublewide
I live off seven hours
With a dog in the bed
I live off of them letters
Written in crimson red
Sunday talks with my mama
Porch pickin and my chicken fried
I live off a back road
In a small town
Story like my daddy before me
And his daddy before that
I live off a hard days work
Penny saved, penny earned
Just to keep this shirt on my back
Aw yeah
I live off of a good mans lovin
With tough in his blood
And a heart of pure gold
From the very first breath
I breathe to my last you all
I aint ever gonna turn
The way I live off
I live off swappin stories
With some friends round the fire
I live off gassin up
Gettin mud on the tires
Bourbon on sonic ice
And a damn good country song
I live off a back road in a small town
Story like my daddy before me
And his daddy before that
I live off a hard days work
Penny saved, penny earned
Just to keep this shirt on my back
Aw yeah
I live off of a good mans lovin
With tough in his blood
And a heart of pure gold
From the very first breath
I breathe to my last you all
I aint ever gonna turn
The way I live off
Well Im livin up and passin down
Til they lay me in the ground
I live off a back road in a small town
Story like my daddy before me
And his daddy before that
I live off a hard days work
Penny saved, penny earned
Just to keep this shirt on my back
Aw yeah
I live off of a good mans lovin
With tough in his blood
And a heart of pure gold
From the very first breath
I breathe to my last you all
I aint ever gonna turn the way I live off
Aint no way
Ima turn the way I live off
Aint no way
Never, turn the way I live off
Aint no way
Ima turn the way I live off
Aint no way
Never