6 string american dream

Well, I hit that hit song lottery
 In-laws are finally proud of me
 And after taxes, I'm probably
 The richest guy I know
 Got a pair of jet skis in my yard
 Paid off my trailer, hell, I could buy the park
 But guess what, y'all? Life's still hard
 As far as livin' goes
 Yeah, I'ma little bit higher up on that Nashville ladder
 But money didn't fix anythin' that really matters
 But my haters still say I can't sing
 And my marriage still needs counseling
 And my sons don't know how not to fight
 Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight
 And if I'm drinking honestly
 Still can't drink responsibly
 I'ma six-string American dream
 But I still wake up sad
 I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad
 Work's still the wheel, and I'm still the hamster
 Still got prayers that God ain't answered
 Uncle Bill still got cancer
 But we're still on our knees
 And I'm still on empty at the fillin' station
 Tryna cope with Copenhagen
 Thank God I'm safe 'cause my life savings
 Can't save me from me
 I got a Zero-Turn John Deere that'll cut the grass faster
 I guess money can't fix anythin' that really matters
 But my haters still say I can't sing
 And my marriage still needs counseling
 And my sons don't know how not to fight
 Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight
 And if I'm drinking honestly
 Still can't drink responsibly
 I'ma six-string American dream
 But I still wake up sad
 I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad (so bad)
 Ooh-hoo-ooh, ooh
 Aright
 So maybe this song's a big ol' hit
 Maybe radio don't ever even touch it
 Guess the point of it is whatever you're doing
 Better do it 'cause you love it
 But my haters still say I can't sing
 And my marriage still needs counseling
 And my sons don't know how not to fight
 Daughter's shorts are too short and too tight
 And if I'm drinking honestly
 Still can't drink responsibly
 I'ma six-string American dream
 But I still wake up sad
 I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad
 See y'all, I still need Jesus and I still miss my dad