That sleepy little campfire
Popped and kinda crackled
We were heating up
The pork and beans
And Bubba said
Man, it don’t get any better than this
If you know what I mean
We sat there for a minute
Listening to the crickets
Thinking this was pretty hard to beat
‘Til Junior stood up
Spit in the fire and said
Boys, I hate to disagree

But if a busload of women
Really good-looking women
Just suddenly pulled in here
And ol’ Joe T. Garcia
Showed up with fajitas
And a hundred gallon keg of beer
And Haggard dropped by
And brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Now don’t get me wrong boys
This is pretty good
But it could get better than this

If Bill Dance and Hank Parker
Floated by in a boat
And volunteered to be our fishing guides
And Richard Petty
Pulled up in the old 43 car
And asked us if we wanted a ride
We’d all sit around
Singing “Poncho And Lefty”
Playing poker, smoking big cigars
Now don’t take offense y’all
I’m perfectly content
Just sitting here under the stars

But if a busload of women
Really good-looking women
Just suddenly pulled in here
And ol’ Emeril Lagasse
Showed up with kielbasa
And a hundred gallon keg of beer
And then Haggard dropped by
And brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Now don’t get me wrong boys
This is pretty good
But it could get better than this

But if a busload of women
Really good-looking women
Just suddenly pulled in here
And Little Jimmy Dickens
Showed up with fried chicken
And a hundred gallon keg of beer
Merle Haggard dropped by
And brought Willie with him
And they started taking requests
Now don’t get me wrong boys
This is pretty good
But it could get better than this
Yeah, don’t get me wrong boys
This is pretty good
But it could
get better than this