Lyrics: Better Than This

That sleepy little campfire. Popped and kinda crackled. We were heating up the pork and beans. And Bubba said, man it don't
get any better than this. If you know what I mean. We sat there for a minute. Listening to the crickets. Thinking this was
pretty hard to beat. 'Til Junior stood up. Spit in the fire and said. Boy's, I hate to disagree.

(Chorus 1)
But if a busload of women, really good-looking women just suddenly pulled in here. And ol' Joe T. Garcia showed up with
fajitas. And a hundred gallon keg of beer. And Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him. And they started taking
requests. Now don't get me wrong boy's. This is pretty good. But it could get better than this.

If Bill Dance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat. And volunteered to be our fishing guides. And Richard Petty pulled up in
the old 43 car. And asked us if we wanted a ride. We'd all sit around. Singing "Poncho and Lefty". Playing poker, smoking
big cigars. Now don't take offense ya'll. I'm perfectly content. Just sitting here under the stars.

(Chorus 2)
But if a busload of women, really good-looking women just suddenly pulled in here. And ol' Emeril Lagasse showed up with
kielbasa. And a hundred gallon keg of beer. And Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him. And they started taking
requests. Now don't get me wrong boy's. This is pretty good. But it could get better than this.

(Chorus 3)
But if a busload of women, really good-looking women just suddenly pulled in here. And Little Jimmy Dickens showed up with
fried chicken. And a hundred gallon keg of beer. Merle Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him. And they started
taking requests. Now don't get me wrong boy's. This is pretty good. But it could get better than this. Yeah don't get me
wrong boys. This is pretty good. But it could get better than this