[Verse 1]
I saw a man on a horse on the 4th of July
He was carrying the flag and a .45 on his side
I said mister won't you hop down, I'll play you a song
It's the least I can do to maybe help you along
It's a cold damn world, and It's steering us wrong
I can sing a little, baby, that'll carry a song

[Pre-Chorus]
So, when the whiskey dries and the fiddle runs out
There's a jukebox playin' somewhere and I'll be found
Till the sun comes up in the old Big Sky
Tip my hat to an outlaw as I'm passing by

[Chorus]
'Cause they don't make 'em like me and mine
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road
Till the last flame wonders out
The guitar makеs a final sound, and we're on the go
Yеah, they don't make 'em like me and mine
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

[Verse 2]
I saw a lady on the street, she was selling a rose
She had a pretty bouquet with a ribbon of gold
Tip my hat down low as I was fixing to go
Flipped a 20 for the petals that will lay in my road
[Chorus]
'Cause they don't make 'em like me and mine
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road
Till the last flame wonders out
The guitar makes a final sound, and we're on the go
Yeah, they don't make 'em like me and mine
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

[Bridge]
So, when the whiskey dries and the fiddle runs out
There's a jukebox playin' somewhere and I'll be found
Till the sun comes up in the old Big Sky
Tip my hat to an outlaw as I'm passing by

[Chorus]
'Cause they don't make 'em like me and mine
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road
Till the last flame wonders out
The guitar makes a final sound, and we're on the go
Yeah, they don't make 'em like me and mine
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road

[Outro]
Just some ramblers on the grind on a lonely road