Yeah, I worked all week,
Cleaned up, clean cut and clean shaved
Get the cover off the '68,
Fire it up let them horses sing,
A little pretty thing, a little tan-legged georgia dream,
She's a rockin them holey jeans
Baby, what you got goin on saturday,
You know, words got it, there's gonna be a party, outta town bout half a mile
Four wheel drives and big mud tires,
Muscadine wine

(Chorus)

Oh you can find me in back of a ford truck tailgate,
Sittin round watchin all these pretty things gettin down in that georgia clay,
And I'll find peace in the bottom of a real tall cold drink,
Chillin to skynyrd and some old hank
Let's get this thing started it's my kind of party

Girl if your gonna drink,
Go baby just do your thing,
Give up *your* keys
Well hell why drive when you can stay with me
And after while we'll sneak away from the bon-fire,
Walk by the moon-light and down to the river side,
Got you sippin on the moonshine

Baby if your in the mood,
We can settle for a one night rodeo,
If you can be my tan-legged juliet,
I'll be your redneck romeo oh baby

(Chorus x2)

Where ya'll goin?
We still got a keg breathin