[Verse 1] You know I spent a little time out in Malibu I spent quite a bit down in Nashville too Because I like the beach and loves to honky tonk But the place that I call home Is where I never have to feel alone It's the place where I was raised and I was born [Pre-Chorus] And the gra** don't get much greener And life can't get no sweeter I got a funny cigarette and a two-dollar bottle of wine And there's no need for new beginnings More money or window trimmings And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling, refilling and flying high [Chorus] Flying high In an old lawn chair Flying high With an ice cold beer Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be Yeah the gra** don't get much greener And life can't get no sweeter And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling, refilling and flying high [Verse 2] You know I've traveled on yachts threw the south of France Think I even got a pair of Versace pants But all that makes me feel is like a fool Because a pontoon boat, and a bottle of Beam A couple good friends, and some cut off jeans Has made us realize, you can't buy cool [Pre-Chorus] [Chorus]