"More People Don't" lyrics

I like coffee on a back porch, catching that sunrise
Doing something once and making sure it's done right
I'll take nothing going on over something in a big town
Rather have a hand-me-down instead of a handout

I been this way my whole life
I guess that's why I don't know why (More people don't)

Take a dirt road instead of that blacktop
Settle down outside of some map dot
Start a fire, flip their Mossy hat back
Share a couple beers and a throwback laugh
Spend their Sunday mornings under that steeple
Love what you got, not what you want
Slow it down like a John Deere diesel
I don't know why more people don't

I call my mama any time I get a minute
Blue jeans come with a pocketknife in it
I guess I got it when I got my last name
It's a shame that we can't change and more people don't

Take a dirt road instead of that blacktop
Settle down outside of some map dot
Start a fire, flip their Mossy hat back
Share a couple beers and a throwback laugh
Spend their Sunday mornings under that steeple
Love what you got, not what you want
Slow it down like a John Deere diesel
I don't know why more people don't

I'm just an easy come, easy go guy
I guess that's why I don't know why more people don't

Take a dirt road instead of that blacktop
Settle down outside of some map dot
Start a fire, flip their Mossy hat back
Share a couple beers and a throwback laugh
Spend their Sunday mornings under that steeple
Love what you got, not what you want
Slow it down like a John Deere diesel
I don't know why more people don't

(Take a dirt road instead of that blacktop)
More people don't
(Settle down outside of some map dot)
I don't know why more people don't