Lyrics Kip Moore – That’s Alright With Me

Everybody knows I like whiskey
Preferably from Tennessee
But if you hand me an ice cold beer
Or some red wine, or some moonshine

God knows I love women
The devil knows they make me weak
And I might find the right one
And settle down in a little town
Or I might just stay wild and free
And that’s alright with me

Chorus:
I like whiskey and tight denim
On good hearted women
And for that I make no apologies
Call me country, call me hippie
A wildcat from Dixie
And if you do or don’t like what you see
That’s alright with me

There’s nothing quite like the ocean
With a little tent and a little beach
And I like sitting ’round the campfire with my guitar
And if somebody wants to pass around some green
Hell, that’s alright with me

Chorus:
I like whiskey and tight denim
On good hearted women
And for that I make no apologies
Call me country, call me hippie

I just slip on my cheap sunglasses
And let the world do it’s thing
And even if it’s all just death n’ taxes
Well, that’s alright with me

Chorus:
I like whiskey and tight denim
On good hearted women
And for that I make no apologies
Call me country, call me hippie
A wildcat from Dixie
And if you do or don’t like what you see
That’s alright with me

That’s alright with me