We Love You Chris, But We Don't Like Country Music

(Verse 1) Out on the backroads, the sun's settin' low, Three old friends with nowhere to go. Chris at the wheel in his old pickup truck, Darrin ridin' shotgun, tryin' his luck. (Chorus) We love you Chris, but we don't like country music, It's the stories and laughs that we're really choosin'. Down dusty lanes and past fields of corn, In that beat-up truck where our bond was born. (Verse 2) Den's in the back, with a dog named Duke, Gun rack's empty, they're just a fluke. They talk of the days, when life was just startin', Now they're just happy to share the same carton. (Chorus) We love you Chris, but we don't like country music, It's the tales of the road that make us lose it. Through the wind and the rain, we stick together, Like a worn-out hat or old leather. (Bridge) The radio's playin' a tune so sweet, But it's the sound of friendship that can't be beat. They sing along, though it's not their style, 'Cause it's the company that makes 'em smile. (Verse 3) They pull over to watch the stars in the sky, The world's so big, and life's passin' by. Chris, Darrin, and Den, they know it's true, The best things in life aren't anything new. (Chorus) We love you Chris, but we don't like country music, It's the journey we're on, no need to choose it. With laughter and stories, and a cold drink to nurse, It's the friendship we ride, in this universe. (Outro) So here's to the roads, and the tales untold, To the memories made, and the friendships bold. We love you Chris, but we don't like country music, Yet we'll sing it out loud, 'cause it's you we're with.