Lyrics:

You know I spent a little time out in Malibu
I spent quite a bit down in Nashville too
'Cause I like the beach and loves to honky tonk

But the place that I call home
Is where I never have to feel alone
It's the place where I was raised and I was born

And the grass don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
I got a funny cigarette
And a two dollar bottle of wine

And there's no need for new beginnings
More money or window trimmings
And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling
Refilling and flying high

Flying high in an old lawn chair
Flying high with an ice cold beer
Got nowhere to go, no place I'd rather be

Yeah, the grass don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling
Refilling and flying high, we're flying high

You know I've traveled on yachts
Through the south of France
Think I even got a pair of Versace pants
All that makes me feel is like a fool

'Cause a pontoon boat and a bottle of Bean
A couple good friends and some cutoff jeans
Has made us realize, you can't buy cool

And the grass don't get much greener
And life can't get no sweeter
I got a funny cigarette
And a two dollar bottle of wine

And there's no need for new beginnings
More money or window trimmings
And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling
Refilling and flying high

Flying high in an old lawn chair
Flying high and my family near
Nowhere to go no place I'd rather be

Yeah, they mock me because I stand out
But I ain't never had to take a handout
And if the good Lord's willing, I'm a keep on chilling
Refilling and flying high