The Other Country Boy

You see the silhouette underneath the streetlight glow Leaned against a Caddie on a riverside road Alone and lurkin' A walk and purpose Even though I'm lonely, and the crickets keep me chirpin' A lightnin' bug sits with me on my shoulder Remindin' me of how I'll shine when I'm older But for now I'm a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car A couple missin' teeth from chewin' 'bacco too long Fire with gas, my attitude's no act If trouble was my middle name, it would fit my ass In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for I'm covered up, but not on the cover song I'm the other country boy Picture perfect, I never learned it What does that mean, who's the judge and verdict? No one, they just think they are My life's sweet, give me a Mason jar A few wooden planks some wouldn't call a porch Livin' out anthems to be the torch For the imperfect girls and the boys like I once was Imperfect is perfect if you ask someone like us I'm a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car A couple missin' teeth from chewin' 'bacco too long Fire with gas, my attitude's no act If trouble was my middle name, it would fit my ass In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for I'm covered up, but not on the cover song I'm the other country boy The other country boy I've gone head-to-head with the biggest names Got golds and platinums on my wall in frames Talk raw to the stars, they ain't shootin' a thing No EQ to give me a 'round-here twang Came natural, music city is my real birthplace Tell the tourists if they're wildin' better pump 'em brakes Or you're gonna see a man that ain't playin' standin' in a bar He's one of us and not some country star He's a floor full of ashes in a '90 model car A couple missin' teeth from chewin' 'bacco too long Fire with the gas, attitude no act If trouble was his middle name, it would fit his ass In a world where the music scene is planned and paid for He's covered by us, but not on the cover song He's the other country boy I'm the other country boy