[Verse 1]
Might be more trucks in Texas
Than there are in Maine
And when we open our mouths
We don't sound the same, naw
Might live a little different
But when the weekend comes
We feel like cups at the end of the day
With the same old feel good buzz 'cause
[Chorus]
Both sides of the Mississippi
Throw down on Friday night
Ain't gotta be down in Dixie
To rock Dixieland Delight
It don't matter where you're at
Any old dot on any old map
Beer is beer, whiskey's whiskey
Out in the country, up in the city
Strait is the king and the girls are pretty
Both sides of the Mississippi
That's right
[Verse 2]
Some call everybody
Say 'meet me at the club', come on
Some circle them headlights
And kick up a little dust
Gonna get a little sideways
Might fall in love
With a pretty little thing
And some torn up jeans
That's what an old boy does
Don't matter where you come from 'cause
Might be more trucks in Texas
Than there are in Maine
And when we open our mouths
We don't sound the same, naw
Might live a little different
But when the weekend comes
We feel like cups at the end of the day
With the same old feel good buzz 'cause
[Chorus]
Both sides of the Mississippi
Throw down on Friday night
Ain't gotta be down in Dixie
To rock Dixieland Delight
It don't matter where you're at
Any old dot on any old map
Beer is beer, whiskey's whiskey
Out in the country, up in the city
Strait is the king and the girls are pretty
Both sides of the Mississippi
That's right
[Verse 2]
Some call everybody
Say 'meet me at the club', come on
Some circle them headlights
And kick up a little dust
Gonna get a little sideways
Might fall in love
With a pretty little thing
And some torn up jeans
That's what an old boy does
Don't matter where you come from 'cause
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