I got a house, down a backroad I got a flag on the front porch I got a dog named Waylon I got a driveway that needs paving I got a boat with a two stroke A couple guaranteed to make you laugh jokes I got friends in low places Yeah, life is what you make it I might not end up in the hall of fame With a star on the sidewalk with my name Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone Nobody gonna name their babies after me I might not go down in history But, I'll go down to the Honkytonk I got a girl named Sheila She goes batsh** on tequila I got a job that gets the job done I got a loan at the bank, it's a big one The only place you might see my name Is on the wall, for a good time call I'm a local legend on a Friday night In a Pabst Blue Ribbon neon light I might not end up in the hall of fame With a star on the sidewalk with my name Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone Nobody gonna name their babies after me I might not go down in history But, I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down, I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down, I'll go down to the Honkytonk I might not end up in the hall of fame With a star on the sidewalk with my name Or a statue in my hometown when I'm gone Nobody gonna name their babies after me I might not go down in history But, I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down, I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down to the Honkytonk I'll go down, I'll go down to the Honkytonk