Ruled The World – Adam Sanders (feat. Hunter Phelps, Ray Fulcher, Cash Campbell, Faren Rachels, Josh Mirenda, Mitch Rossell & Drew Parker)
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If I ruled the world You could deer hunt three-sixty-five, all night and all day Everybody’d have a jon boat docked And the Largemouth stocked on a pond or a lake
Yeah, diesel’d be a whole lot cheaper And grain’d go through the roof I’d put a stop to choppin’ down pine trees But, y’all, that ain’t all I’d do
I’d cut a dirt road right through the middle of New York City to L.A. We’d be cold-beer sippin’, six-string pickin’ every night on a tailgate There’d be a lot more kissin’ and a lot more lovin’ Sweet tea’d be a little more sweet Yeah, if a beer-drinkin’ (Beer-drinkin’) Truck-drivin’ (Truck-drivin’) Boot-wearin’ boy like me ruled the world
I’d put the White House out on a hundred acres ‘Bout fifty yards from the creek I’d make a law that the local law Couldn’t break up a party till three
Every town’d get a brand new Bass Pro Buy a duck call, get one free And every four-wheel-drive off a Detroit line Would have a lift and some 33’s
I’d cut a dirt road right through the middle of New York City to L.A. We’d be cold-beer sippin’, six-string pickin’ every night on a tailgate There’d be a lot more kissin’ and a lot more lovin’ Sweet tea’d be a little more sweet Yeah, if a beer-drinkin’ (Beer-drinkin’) Truck-drivin’ (Truck-drivin’) Boot-wearin’ boy like me ruled the world
Grass would be a little more green Necks would be a little more redder Lord knows we sure got it good right now Y’all, it’d all get a little bit better
Yeah, I’d cut a dirt road right through the middle of New York City to L.A. We’d be cold-beer sippin’, six-string pickin’ every night on a tailgate There’d be a lot more kissin’ and a lot more lovin’ Sweet tea’d be a little more sweet Yeah, if a beer-drinkin’ (Beer-drinkin’) Truck-drivin’ (Truck-drivin’) Boots and them wore-out jeans Yeah, if this old hat-tippin’ (Hat-tippin’) Dirt-diggin’ (Dirt-diggin’) Good old girl like me ruled the world