And it ain't just dirt roads
 
 It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
 
 It ain't just gettin' sideways
 
 
 I hear 'em singin' on the radio
 
 Broken record 'bout a dusty road
 
 An ice cold beer, a pretty girl ridin' shotgun
 
 
 I ain't sayin' that those things ain't nice
 
 But come on now, there's more to life
 
 So tell me a story, 'cause everybody's got one
 
 
 I know there's more to this
 
 It ain't just rhymin' words with music
 
 Sing me somethin' from your heart
 
 
 'Cause it ain't just dirt roads
 
 It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
 
 It ain't just gettin' sideways
 
 And it ain't just pickup trucks
 
 It ain't just stirrup dust
 
 It ain't just whitetail bucks
 
 Or just another song about gettin' drunk
 
 It's about guts and glory
 
 Cowboy, what's your story?
 
 
 I grew up on a mountainside
 
 The Tennessee-Kentucky line
 
 Just a preacher's boy, and mama was a teacher
 
 
 Started singin' on Sundays
 
 But playin' ball was my dream to get paid
 
 Had a couple scouts sittin' out in the bleachers
 
 
 That dream, yeah, it ended
 
 But that was only the beginnin'
 
 Of these songs that I sing from the heart
 
 
 And it ain't just dirt roads
 
 It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
 
 It ain't just gettin' sideways
 
 It ain't just pickup trucks
 
 It ain't just stirrup dust
 
 It ain't just whitetail bucks
 
 Or just another song about gettin' drunk
 
 It's about guts and glory
 
 Cowboy...
 
 
 I know I still, I got a lot to learn
 
 But here's a couple things I'll say when it's my turn
 
 
 That it ain't just dirt roads
 
 It ain't just ice cold beer on a Friday
 
 It ain't just gettin' sideways
 
 And it ain't just pickup trucks
 
 It ain't just stirrup dust
 
 It ain't just whitetail bucks
 
 Or just another song about gettin' drunk
 
 It's about guts and glory
 
 Yeah, it's about guts and glory
 
 Cowboy, what's your story?