I can see the ocean, but it's only waves of grain
And if the sky's it up like Houston, well it's just a milky way
And I can hear the music, every time it rains
Yeah, they say that we got nothing, but nothing here's everything
Cause we got a few more ruts in the reclaimed mud than they do on the highway
A couple little steps from a pickle jar glass that'll get you sideways
A few more bonfires together
A few more bonfires together
Sunsets off a power porch
I'm thinking I'ma stay right here with you where less is more
Out here where less is more
We ain't got no Eiffel Tower, but we got this water tower view
And it's like it's painted by the hand of God
A thousand shades of blue
We got a
Crane on Mona Lisa
Hanging crooked on the fridge
I swear I see heaven, heaven
From this wrangler on the ridge
Cause we got
A few more ruts in the reclaimed mud than they do on the highway
A couple little steps from a pickle jar glass that'll get you sideways
A few more bonfires together
Sunsets off a power porch
I'm thinking I'ma stay right here with you where less is more


A couple good buds that'll get you unstuck with a winch and a chain link
A little farmhouse in a little small town sitting pretty good, ain't we?
Young love, we stay together, 19 till 94
I'm thinking I'ma stay right here with you where less is more
Out here where less is more
Out here where less is more
Out here where less is more
Out here where less is more
Out here where less is more
Out here where less is more
We got a few more ruts in the reclaimed mud than they do on the highway
A couple little steps from a pickle jar glass that'll get you sideways
A few more bonfires together
Out here with you and less is more Out here and less is more
I'm thinking, I'm thinking, I'm thinking I'll stay right here
With less is more