[Verse 1]
I hear there's folks
Tired of us talking about dirt roads, tailgates, tan lines, and corn rows
It sounds made up, but that's the life I know
We know all about some moonshine, moonlight, bonfires
Seeing all the stars on a summer night
Don't see how that's getting old
[Chorus 1]
Ride with us on Friday night
See if we ain't jacked them up
See if we ain't setting it on fire
See if we don't burn it up
See if we ain't cranking Hank
Sipping on a little something strong
Hey man, you'll see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
The same old song
[Verse 2]
You heard enough about red dirt
Blue collar dollars and hard work
5 o'clock heading to the outskirts
3 chords and the truth
Tired of hearing 'bout them tan legs
Bare feet on the dash, sundress, Daisy dukes, boots and ray-bans
You ain't even seen them move
I hear there's folks
Tired of us talking about dirt roads, tailgates, tan lines, and corn rows
It sounds made up, but that's the life I know
We know all about some moonshine, moonlight, bonfires
Seeing all the stars on a summer night
Don't see how that's getting old
[Chorus 1]
Ride with us on Friday night
See if we ain't jacked them up
See if we ain't setting it on fire
See if we don't burn it up
See if we ain't cranking Hank
Sipping on a little something strong
Hey man, you'll see why we can't
Quit singing that same old song
The same old song
[Verse 2]
You heard enough about red dirt
Blue collar dollars and hard work
5 o'clock heading to the outskirts
3 chords and the truth
Tired of hearing 'bout them tan legs
Bare feet on the dash, sundress, Daisy dukes, boots and ray-bans
You ain't even seen them move
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