Text: Kenny Chesney. Old Bird Dog.

Sometimes I'm mad at the world, mad at this town
Mad 'cause I can't lose the same five pounds
That I've been tryin' to lose for three or four years now

Sometimes I feel like a truck that just won't run
On the side of the road in the July sun
There ain't another car for miles that I can thumb down

I guess every now and then
You're going to land on a bad day
Though I still do, I know I can't complain

'Cause I love what I do, love where I'm at
The stage, my band and my old black hat
My big wool blanket

Sleepin' in my cowboy boots
I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run
My red guitar, I bang around on some
And I love, lovin' you, baby, I love lovin' you

Now, heaven to me, it's a simple thing
It's just you and me and a phone that don't ring
Popcorn poppin' on a lay around Friday night

Seein' you smile when I wake up
The way you slide to the middle of my pick up truck
The way you say, baby, it's all gonna be alright
When I walk in at the end of a worn out day
And I see you, baby, how can I complain?

'Cause I love what I do, love where I'm at
The stage, my band, and my old black hat
My big wool blanket

Sleepin' in my cowboy boots
I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run
My red guitar, I bang around on some
And I love lovin' you, baby, I love lovin' you, yes, I do

Well, I love where I've been
I don't look back
I thank God for the life He lets me have

My big wool blanket, sleepin' in my cowboy boots
I love my old bird dog, I like to watch him run
My red guitar I bang around on some
And I love loving you, baby, I love lovin' you

Baby, I love, oh yes, I do, love lovin' you
I love my old bird dog
I like to watch him run, lovin' you