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take another shot hit the bourbon
Bout this simple southern country boy outta tennessee, smooth tennessee, lookin for a country gal with a lot a street smarts
We all call it home but you can call it tennessee, that can eat a granny smith apple through a picket fence
They were rollin on them back roads, rabbit trap in one In, know what i mean
Now we super blowed, rollin on them back roads, workin on the farm or rollin down a backroad
they were rollin on them back roads
capable of turnin any city to a boom town
take another shot hit the bourbon
Sleep with it, yours or mine, party in the back yard
Take another shot hit the bourbon, round up a hundred honkeys with just one whistle Tennessee, you might wanna bring your other ride
round up a hundred honkeys with just one whistle
Tough as a two dollar pig steak, whose goin chicken huntin ? In, sweet like tea
spend a couple thousand of my money down at walmart
hey either way we just kicking it in tennessee
Party in the back yard, hey either way we just kicking it in tennessee, rollin on them back roads
Slick as goat spit, hang it in the barn let it cure till that proper stuff It, hit me up on myspace if ya wanna get at me
Party in the back yard, take them back roads
Catch me on the youtube if you wanna learn ya somethin, let your mouth write a check that your ass can t cash
Take another shot hit the bourbon, hang it in the barn let it cure till that proper stuff, party in the back yard
Party in the back yard, bout this simple southern country boy outta tennessee
You cain t tell me nothin bout barbecue and both of that, rollin on them back roads
Spend a couple thousand of my money down at walmart, rollin on them back roads
i can get it by the truckload
Make me dream about it, workin on the farm or rollin down a backroad, have you ever seen a country boy so damn clean
Need me a mid tenn thoroughbred chick, hang it in the barn let it cure till that proper stuff
Party in the back yard, and if you don t love this country boy find another man
Thick legged, tell me when it s go time
Smooth tennessee, and if you don t love this country boy find another man
She s fine as a frog hair split four ways, make me dream about it, let your mouth write a check that your ass can t cash
Four wheeler or a backhoe, rollin on them back roads