Sweet Tea in a Mason Jar

I don’t see how it matters what TV shows I watch,

Don’t matter what clothes I got.

Can’t see how the car I drive,

can make me look more alive.

I don’t care who likes me on the Internet.

Don’t feel the urgent need to spend all I get.

Johnny Depp surely has it all,

or maybe more, I can't recall.

Chorus

But I don’t keep up with the trends,

don’t worry ‘bout the stars.

I’m just a tall sweet tea in a mason jar kinda guy.

Looking for a girl in a cowboy hat,

who doesn’t give a lick about all that fancy stuff,

and who wants to be

riding the trails

with a guy like me.

I’d rather spend my day on the porch than at the mall.

Fancy restaurants don’t thrill me at all,

Grilling burgers is all right by me,

Don’t have to tip no maître d

‘Cause I don’t keep up with the trends,

Don’t worry about the stars.

I’m just a tall sweet tea in a mason jar kinda guy.

Looking for a girl in a cowboy hat,

who doesn’t give a lick about all that fancy stuff,

and who wants to be

riding the trails

with a guy like me.

Hollywood picture shows,

internet Romeos,

look around, no one knows

if they’re alive, and maybe

they should have everything,

fancy cars, diamond rings,

plug it in, watch the stream

only contrived of

things that go away,

when their connections begin to fade.

But I don’t keep up with the trends,

Don’t worry about the stars.

I’m just a tall sweet tea in a mason jar kinda guy.

Looking for a girl in a cowboy hat,

who doesn’t give a lick about all that fancy stuff,

and who wants to be
riding the trails

with a guy like me.