That sleepy little campfire popped and kinda crackled
We were heating up the pork and beans
And Bubba said, man it don't get any better than this if you know what I mean
We sat there for a minute listening to the crickets
Thinking this was pretty hard to beat
'Til Junior stood up, spit in the fire and said boys, I hate to disagree.
But if a busload of women, really good-looking women
Just suddenly pulled in here
And ol' Joe T. Garcia showed up with fajitas
And a hundred gallon keg of beer
And Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Now don't get me wrong boy's this is pretty good
But it could get better than this.
If Bill Dance and Hank Parker floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishing guides
And Richard Petty pulled up in the old '43 car
And asked us if we wanted a ride
We'd all sit around singing "Poncho and Lefty"
Playing poker, smoking big cigars
Now don't take offense ya'll.
I'm perfectly content
Just sitting here under the stars.
But if a busload of women, really good-looking women
Just suddenly pulled in here
And ol' Emeril Lagasse showed up with kielbasa
And a hundred gallon keg of beer
And Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Now don't get me wrong boy's this is pretty good
But it could get better than this.
But if a busload of women, really good-looking women
Just suddenly pulled in here
And Little Jimmy Dickens showed up with fried chicken
And a hundred gallon keg of beer
Merle Haggard dropped by and brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Now don't get me wrong boy's this is pretty good
But it could get better than this.
Yeah don't get me wrong boys. This is pretty good
But it could get better than this