Lyrics:

Bottles on the floorboard, zeroes on the scoreboard
Ragtop stuck on down
Speakers from the pawn shop, you may have heard
But I got a reputation in this town
I'm barely getting by and that's okay
'Cause she makes up for whatever I ain't
I'm just a county-line lowlife
She knows I'm a wreck but she don't mind
We got the whole town staring at us when we drive by
I might be a lowlife, but I'm on a high road tonight
Barely north of 18, anything but mainstream
Nothing after 79
Graffiti on the overpass, the bank account is overdraft
The future doesn't look too bright
I'm barely getting by and that's okay
'Cause she makes up for whatever I ain't
I'm just a county-line lowlife
She knows I'm a wreck but she don't mind
We got the whole town staring at us when we drive by
I might be a lowlife, but I'm on a high road tonight
I'm barely getting by and that's okay
'Cause she makes up for whatever I ain't
I'm just a county-line lowlife
She's got me running every red light
We got the whole town staring at us when we drive by
I'm just a county-line lowlife
She knows I'm a wreck but she don't mind
We got the whole town staring at us when we drive by
I might be a lowlife, been at it my whole life
I'm just a lowlife, but I'm on a high road tonight