I saw you sitting there
Sipping' red wine down at Causen Mills
I knew you'd prob'ly be outta my league
But I thought, what the hell?
Aw, what the hell
Five dollars a glass was kicking my butt
But I kept on buying
I kinda thought you were into me
So I kept on trying to get them sparks a'flyin'
In my forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
All I had to my name
Was a big ol' truck and a little ol' place
I couldn't help but think
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not too
I asked you if you ever
Stared up at the stars from a tailgate
Down by the river with a six pack
You said no, but it sure sounds great
You climbed up in my old truck
Sitting right beside me
I cranked up a country song
And you started smiling
Yeah, this ol' boy was styling
In forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
Yeah, I missed work for three days
Kissing on you, didn't get paid
I couldn't help but think
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not to
We been together ever since that night
You're still in love with that same old guy
Same old guy
In my forty dollar blue jeans
Next to a beauty queen
Used to the finer things
Yeah, we set a date for next spring
Working two jobs, picking out rings
I can't help but think
I can't afford to love you
I can't afford to love you
But I can't afford not to
I can't afford not to
I can't afford not to
Love on you