Jesus and Wranglers

Well, this old world, it sure is changin'
But this old boy don't even change the station
I'm just a product of my raisin'
My daddy still cusses while mama's prayin'
And these old blue jeans here are faded
I reckon I'll always be this way, yeah

I'll be right here with my Kemosabes and a cold beer
My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me
From my boots to the tip of my hat
I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back
Bring 'em on back
I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

As long as there's a truck with three on the tree
You'll find a bar with an empty seat
As long as I get paid for workin' all week
Well, you know where I'll be

I'll be right here with my Kemosabes and a cold beer
My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me
From my boots to the tip of my hat
I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back
Bring 'em on back
I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

And if the Lord don't come back soon
We might put a bar on the moon
I'll be right here waitin' on Jesus to walk in
Wearin' acid washed denim with a Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt
Faded out black and a worn out Atlanta Braves cap

I'll be right here with my Kemosabes and a cold beer
My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me
From my boots to the tip of my hat
I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back
Bring 'em on back
I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

Yeah, I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback