How I'll Always Be - Tim McGraw

I’m a little more beer bottle beer joint than a fancy bar

I’m a little more sitting up high on the road than a little car

I’m a little more bust ya back than take it for free

And that’s how I’ll always be

I’m a little more lose my temper than to sit on back

I’m a little more ol' Hank Williams than that trendy crap

I love a flat wood ol' front porch made of an old oak tree

And that’s how I’ll always be

I’ll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'

One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'

Sunset skies, bonfire nights, I love the simple things

That’s how I’ll always be

I got friends that say I live a little like Cool Hand Luke

Fast cars and motorcycles, raisin' hell in cowboy boots

But, hey, on Sunday morning, I’ll take the back row seat

That’s how I’ll always be

I’ll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'

One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'

Sunset skies, bonfire nights, I love the simple things

That’s how I’ll always be

I’m a fan of chert rock bouncing off a Chevy fender

That feeling that you get that first time she lets ya kiss her

Rusty roofs that rattle when the rain is fallin' down

Handshake deals, fresh-cut hay fields, and hometowns

I’ll always be a fan of ol' stray dogs and guitars playin'

One room churches, back road walks and front porch swingin'

Sunset skies, bonfire nights, I love the simple things

That’s how I’ll always be

That’s how I’ll always be

That’s how I’ll always be

That’s how I’ll always be