Our World - Chris Janson

We make our living up on tractor tires

We drink our beers round big bonfires

We wrap our farm and our arms in barbed wire in our world

We crank our music up and down main street

We mix our country with some hip hop beats

Man we’re just leaving that American dream in our world

On Friday that’s were the party begins

On Saturday ain’t nothing but pigskin

On Sunday we do a little preaching in our world

We drop our tops on our back road ride

We got that homegrown hometown pride

You all want country just step inside our world

On Friday that’s were the party begins

On Saturday ain’t nothing but pigskin

On Sunday we do a little preaching in our world

That’s all baby

I don’t matter what color you are

Where you come from

Whether you drive a truck or a car

Everybody’s welcome under these stars in our world, our world, our world

On Friday that’s were the party begins

On Saturday ain’t nothing but pigskin

On Sunday we do a little preaching in our world