Lyrics: Jesus And Wranglers

This old world, it sure is changin'

But this old boy don't even change the station

I'm just a product of my raisin'

My daddy still cusses while mama's prayin'

And these old blue jeans here are faded

I reckon I'll always be this way, yeah

I'll be right here

With my Kemosabes and a cold beer

My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me

From my boots to the tip of my hat

I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back

Bring 'em on back

I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

As long as there's a truck

With three on the tree

You'll find a bar with an empty seat

As long as I get paid

For workin' all week

Well, you know where I'll be

I'll be right here

With my Kemosabes and a cold beer

My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me

From my boots to the tip of my hat

I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back

Bring 'em on back

I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

If the Lord don't come back soon

We might pull up all on the moon

I'll be right here

Waitin' on Jesus to walk in

Wearin' acid washed denim

With a Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt

Faded out black

And a worn out Atlanta Braves cap

I'll be right here

With my Kemosabes and a cold beer

My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me

From my boots to the tip of my hat

I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back

Bring 'em on back

I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

Yeah, I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback