Callin' all you country boys
And girls from Dixieland
Callin' all you folks up north
Y'all come on and give us a hand
Callin' all the former's daughters
Callin' all the preacher's sons
It don't matter where you're born and bred
We're callin' on everyone
Who want to put a little tonk in their country
Put a little funk in the groove
We're gonna raise some hell, gonna ring your bell
We're gonna make you people move
We got bluegrass punks, pigs and thugs
And big girls gettin' down
Don't give a flip about your politics
Homegrown or raised uptown
People, take a good look around
It's a funky country
We've come to town from miles around
From both sides of the tracks
Everything from nose rings
To them big old cowboy hats
And girls from Dixieland
Callin' all you folks up north
Y'all come on and give us a hand
Callin' all the former's daughters
Callin' all the preacher's sons
It don't matter where you're born and bred
We're callin' on everyone
Who want to put a little tonk in their country
Put a little funk in the groove
We're gonna raise some hell, gonna ring your bell
We're gonna make you people move
We got bluegrass punks, pigs and thugs
And big girls gettin' down
Don't give a flip about your politics
Homegrown or raised uptown
People, take a good look around
It's a funky country
We've come to town from miles around
From both sides of the tracks
Everything from nose rings
To them big old cowboy hats
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