Bright country two-beat Intro {} truck ya'{ up with a luck we'll stuck I don't care long as you're there there ain't no place that I'd rather be me there ain't no place that I'd rather be Barbecue chicken in aluminum foil just enough money for my gas and oil who needs your shrimp and your caviar' I'd sooner have you just the way you are Rich people got their money to hold mansion on the hill 'n diamonds and gold well, it can't compare as far as I can see next to sittin' next to me there ain't no place that I'd rather be next to you, next to me Radio playin' our favorite song I'll change the station if the news comes on when the signal ain't comin' in too strong we'll make our music honey all night long if the Good Lord's willin' when we're old and gray the kids are grown up and moved away well be rockin there side by side with the barbecue chicken and the tv guide well there aint no place that id rather be next to you sittin next to me no there aint no place that id rather be next to you next to me, there aint no place that id rather be next to you sittin next to me.....next to you next to me, next to you next to me,