6 string american dream

Well, I hit that hit song lottery In-laws are finally proud of me And after taxes, I'm probably The richest guy I know Got a pair of jet skis in my yard Paid off my trailer, hell, I could buy the park But guess what, y'all? Life's still hard As far as livin' goes Yeah, I'ma little bit higher up on that Nashville ladder But money didn't fix anythin' that really matters But my haters still say I can't sing And my marriage still needs counseling And my sons don't know how not to fight Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight And if I'm drinking honestly Still can't drink responsibly I'ma six-string American dream But I still wake up sad I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad Work's still the wheel, and I'm still the hamster Still got prayers that God ain't answered Uncle Bill still got cancer But we're still on our knees And I'm still on empty at the fillin' station Tryna cope with Copenhagen Thank God I'm safe 'cause my life savings Can't save me from me I got a Zero-Turn John Deere that'll cut the grass faster I guess money can't fix anythin' that really matters But my haters still say I can't sing And my marriage still needs counseling And my sons don't know how not to fight Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight And if I'm drinking honestly Still can't drink responsibly I'ma six-string American dream But I still wake up sad I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad (so bad) Ooh-hoo-ooh, ooh Aright So maybe this song's a big ol' hit Maybe radio don't ever even touch it Guess the point of it is whatever you're doing Better do it 'cause you love it But my haters still say I can't sing And my marriage still needs counseling And my sons don't know how not to fight Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight And if I'm drinking honestly Still can't drink responsibly I'ma six-string American dream But I still wake up sad I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad See y'all, I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad