Well I put my mind
To the test last year
When I drowned myself
In dirty cheap beer
Look to the west
To find insight
'Cause my grandma says
I'm gonna be alright
Well I put my money
Into the bank
Turned it into a boat
And fished the whole damn lake
And we're driving out back
In my pickup truck
Reach for the dial
Turn the radio up
Cause there's boys in the back
Girls in the front
All we ever do
Is drive around and have fun
Now the sun's going down across the lake
Feel a little pride for growing up in this place
Wind is calm and the beer is cold
Sittin' with a fishin' pole never gets old