Got a house down a back road I got a flag on the front porch I got a dog named Waylon I got a driveway that needs pavin' I got a boat with a two stroke I got some 'guaranteed make ya 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, her name's Shelia She goes batshit on tequila I got a job, it 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 call I'm a local legend on Friday night Then a Pabst Blue Ribbon, a 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 go down to the honkytonk I go down to the honkytonk I go down I go down to the honkytonk I go down to the honkytonk I go down to the honkytonk I go down I 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 go down to the honkytonk I go down to the honkytonk I go down I go down to the honkytonk I go down to the honkytonk I go down to the honkytonk I go down I go down to the honkytonk