Ridin' The Storm

Well I drank a hundred beers

And stumbled to my dirty truck

Barely see straight but I don't give a country fuck

Fell to the ground crawled to the door

All this shit for a big country whore

Well I drank a hundred beers

And stumbled to my dirty truck

Barely see straight, but I don't give a country fuck

Fell to the ground crawled to the door

All this shit for a big country whore

The storm is getting heavy and I can't see

Got a beer in my hand that's all I need

Brushed this truck up against a tree

I'm still trucking baby believe in me

Roll up at the trailer tires sliding in the dirt

Stumbled to the door pants ready to burst

She opened that door lookin' sweet as pie

Then she told me something and I thought I'd die

She said baby me and your bother been making love

He stirred my biscuits and mopped my rug

But don't be sad cause you're gonna be a dad

To a baby country boy he can have two dads

Well my heart stopped cold couldn't find my breath

I fell to the ground made a country mess

Took another swig tried to clear my mind

Then she kissed my cheek said that it'll be fine

Now I'm driving through the storm with a smile on my face

A crazy country family we'll find our place

With a beer in my hand and love in my heart

We'll make it through this shit, we got a new country start

Now we're a big old family messy as can be

Me, my brother and our little boy Tommy Lee

Through all the storms and the muddy roads we ride

We'll stick together three big old country guys