Lyrics:

Well it's been two months since I drank a little too much
Said the wrong things and she packed up her stuff
Moved down to Mississippi, told her friends she never loved me
Said I was nothing but a long-haired hillbilly
Now I'm sitting here drowning in a cold beer
Don't tell her you saw me

Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery, everybody's talking,
Money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'

Now I ain't slept in days, I just lie there awake
Dreamin' 'bout what she's wearing, moon shinin' heartache
Now I know why Hank said it just right,
You put the record on, 'I'm So Lonesome I could cry'
I'm sitting here, drowning in a fuzz was beer
Don't tell her now...

Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery, everybody's talking,
Money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'

Come on now

Woo...

Well, if she asks about me, oh, I'm rockin',
I won the lottery and everybody's talking,
Got money in the bank, gas in the tank,
A little hottie riding shotgun in my new Mustang
Well, if she asks about me, whoa, I'm rockin'