Text: Alan Jackson. Drive. That'd Be Alright.

If money grew on hackberry trees
If time wasn't such a luxury
If love was lovesick over me
That'd be alright

If I could keep the wind in my sails
Keep a hold of the tiger by the tail
A half a ham sandwich in my lunch pail
That'd be alright

If that'd be alright
That'd be alright

If everybody everywhere
Had a lighter load to bear
And a little bigger piece of the pie
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life
And that'd be alright

Go heavy on the good and light on the bad
A hair more happy and shade less sad
Turn all that negative down just a tad
That'd be alright

If my dear old dog never got old
If the family farm never got sold
Another bad joke never got told
That'd be alright

If that'd be alright
If that'd be alright

If everybody everywhere
Had a lighter load to bear
And a little bigger piece of the pie
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life
And that'd be alright

If that'd be alright
That'd be alright

If everybody everywhere
Had a lighter load to bear
And a little bigger piece of the pie
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life
And that'd be alright

If that'd be alright
That'd be alright

If everybody everywhere
Had a lighter load to bear
And a little bigger piece of the pie
We'd be livin' us a pretty good life
And that'd be alright

If that'd be alright
That'd be alright
If that'd be alright
That'd be alright
That'd be alright