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Brown paper sack, Winner dream pack, A full tank of gas, from the mini mart, Cruisin slow, crankin Curtis Loew, Speakers bout to blow, Let the party start, Take... - Can I Come Over
Baby it's been a long day wanna shut it down Take the highway to your side of town But lately it's been so crazy with out you around Don't hate me for wantin to... - Dirty Kind Of Country
Well that's country That's country y'all (whoowh) She was sittin on a hay bale, Staw in her mouth, Pa's on the John Deere pullin that plow, Granny's fried chic... - Get Plowed
Dig through the ash tray, Find a little loose change, Wash down the truck, From a weeks worth of farm mud, Tree on the rear view, Bouncing with a new tune, Seat... - Girl Like You
Well you, ya got a little hopped up high end Hollywood about you, And you, you got that brand new baby blue BMW, But you keep comin around, Shades pulled down c... - Git In The Truck
Turn off the engine, turn out the lights, push the truck up Johnson's drive, Pull out the garden hose siphon some gas----cssshhh 'Hey y'all hear that?' Screen d... - Like We Used To
We don't climb water towers to confess our love like we used to, We don't break beer bottles on city limit signs like we used to, We don't love 'em then leave '... - Me And My Baby
If the good Lords willin and the creek don't rise I drop my tailgate a little later at night Pop the top off a cold one turn the radio on low Let what's left of... - Pull Up A Tailgate
Had all he could stand, Standin all day A whole lotta work for a little bitta pay 4:59, Punchin that clock Both back wheels slingin' parking lot rocks Til the ... - Small Doses
You ain't the marryin' kind You come and go like the wind And you show up talkin' that talk And I always let you in I'm the forgivin' kind So I open the door I... - Summerthing
She grew up in that little beach town, I was 17 just hanging out, For a couple crazy months out on the coast, Well she smiled at me, Said her name was Daisy, I ... - That's Country
Well that's country That's country y'all (whoowh) She was sittin on a hay bale, Staw in her mouth, Pa's on the John Deere pullin that plow, Granny's fried chic... - Why Should I Grow Up Now
My Chevrolet ain't never missed a mud hole, 'Back in Black' still blaring on my radio, Cash my check on Friday and I let It roll Monday mornin I wake up and I'm...
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