[Intro]
One, two
One, two, three

[Verse 1: Craig Campbell]
Used to hear my old man playin' all them ol' records
Waylon and Willie and the man in black
Told Mama I was gonna be a guitar slinger
Mama said, "No son of mine is gonna do that

[Chorus: Craig Campbell]
All the girls wanna touch you
Wanna kiss and corrupt you
And the crowd, man, they love you
That's a lot to live up to"
Yes, it is

[Verse 2: Craig Campbell]
I practiced that guitar 'til my fingers were bleedin'
Got a little taste of big time at a talent show
My cousin played bass and his buddy was a drummer
And the next thing you know, we was burnin' up the road

[Chorus: Craig Campbell]
Where the girls wanna touch you
Wanna kiss and corrupt you
And the crowd, man, they love you
That's a lot to live up to (Woo)
[Post-Chorus: Craig Campbell]
Yeah, right

[Bridge: Craig Campbell]
Yeah, livin' honky tonk history
Singin' Williams and Whitley
Bustin' out of them old boots
That's a lot to live up to
Yeah

[Verse 3: Craig Campbell, Travis Tritt]
I want some hillbilly money burnin' holes in my britches
So I can buy my mom and daddy matchin' cadillacs
I remember that time that Travis Tritt told me
"Son, when you're ridin' in a bus with your name on the back

[Chorus: Both, Craig Campbell, Travis Tritt]
All the girls wanna touch you
Wanna kiss and corrupt you
And the crowd, man, they love you
That's a lot to live up to"
That's a lot to live up to
That's a lot to live up to

[Post-Chorus: Travis Tritt, Craig Campbell]
Oh, yeah (Come on)
Woo-hoo
Oh, yeah (Hey)
[Outro: Craig Campbell, Travis Tritt]
Say, Travis, you got any words of advice?
Yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah, yeah