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
