Tekstovi: Brad Paisley. Mud On The Tires. Ain't Nothin' Like.

I like kickin' back on the sofa
Flippin' through the channels just to see what's on
And I enjoy eatin' eggs over easy
Soppin' up with a biscuit 'til the yellow's gone

But ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young'ns
Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet
Ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week

I get into getting out on my mower
In the early mornin' hours 'fore the sun gets hot
And I like goin' down to the Kroger
When the carnival comes to the parkin' lot

But ain't nothin' like throwing a hula popper
Draggin' it across a spot a big 'un oughta be
Ain't nothin' like havin' him for supper
With some good hush puppies and some sweet iced tea

This old world holds all kinds of treasures
And everyday, it just keeps gettin' better

There's ain't nothin' like finding that woman
That you know you're gonna love for the rest of your life
And ain't nothin' like knowing the Lord's a comin'
Back one day to make you want to do it right

Ain't nothin' like watchin' a bunch of young 'ns
Run screamin' through the sprinkler in their little bare feet
Ain't nothin' like finding twenty dollars
In the pocket of the britches that you wore last week

Ain't nothin' like throwing a hula popper
Draggin' it across a spot a big 'un oughta be
Ain't nothin' like having him for supper
With some good hush puppies and some sweet iced tea