Nothin' On You

This old six string has been with me Since I was just a kid It's been rained on, rusty, dropped and busted But no matter what I did, it never let me down Yeah, I love my Sundays at the speedway Feelin' the engines roar And that checker flag rush, cold beer and cussin' Who could ask for more? Baby, the simple truth Are the things that I have and do They got nothing on you You're what matters most They got nothing on you It's not even close My favorite whiskey, afternoon fishing Baseball and barbeque They got nothing on you Do you remember that lake spot where we skimmed rocks And watched the sun go down And that soft summer breeze on a white sandy beach With no one else around Baby, they're beautiful but no matter how beautiful They got nothing on you, girl You're what matters most They got nothing on you It's not even close My old German shepherd A Keith Whitley record, or a John 3:16 tattoo They got nothing on you, woo Yeah, they got nothing on you The brightest of summers, the tallest of mountains Deepest of ocean blue They got nothing on you They got nothing on you, girl, yeah They got nothing on you You're what matters most They got nothing on you, yeah It's not even close My favorite whiskey, afternoon fishing Baseball and barbeque Yeah, my old German shepherd A Keith Whitley record, or a John 3:16 tattoo They got nothing on you Yeah, they got nothing on you