This old world, it sure is changin'
But this old boy don't even change the station
I'm just a product of my raisin'
My daddy still cusses while mama's prayin'
And these old blue jeans here are faded
I reckon I'll always be this way, yeah

I'll be right here
With my Kemosabes and a cold beer
My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me
From my boots to the tip of my hat
I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back
Bring 'em on back
I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

As long as there's a truck
With three on the tree
You'll find a bar with an empty seat
As long as I get paid
For workin' all week
Well, you know where I'll be

I'll be right here
With my Kemosabes and a cold beer
My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me
From my boots to the tip of my hat
I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back
Bring 'em on back
I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

If the Lord don't come back soon
We might put a bar on the moon
I'll be right here
Waitin' on Jesus to walk in
Wearin' acid washed denim
With a Lynyrd Skynyrd t-shirt
Faded out black
And a worn out Atlanta Braves cap

I'll be right here
With my Kemosabes and a cold beer
My baby right beside me, lovin' everything about me
From my boots to the tip of my hat
I'll be doin' this 'til Jesus and Wranglers come back, back
Bring 'em on back
I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback

Yeah, I'll be ready when Jesus and Wranglers make a comeback