♪Well, it's been two months since I drank a little too muchSaid the wrong things, so she packed up her stuffMoved down to Mississippi, told her first she never loved meSaid I was a nothin' but a long-haired hillbillyI'm sittin' here, drownin' in a cold beerDon't tell her you saw meWell, if she ask about meOh, I'm rockin', I won the lotteryEverybody's talkin', money in the bank, gas in the tankA little hot air on the shotgun and my new MustangWell, if she ask about meOh, I'm rockin'♪Now, I ain't slippin' days, I just lie there awakeDreamin' about what she's wearing, moonshine and heartacheNow I know I ain't set a desk rightYou put the record on, I'm so lonesome I could cryI'm sittin' here, drownin' in a first-world fearDon't tell her nowWell, if she ask about meOh, I'm rockin', I won the lotteryEverybody's talkin', money in the bank, gas in the tankA little hot air on the shotgun and my new MustangWell, if she ask about meOh, I'm rockin'Come on now♪Woo!♪Well, if she ask about meOh, I'm rockin', I won the lotteryEverybody's talkin', money in the bank, gas in the tankA little hot air on the shotgun and my new MustangWell, if she ask about meOh, I'm rockin'♪