A lot of things a country boy learns in life
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How to shoot a gun and how to use a knife
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But, when I pulled into Hershey, PA
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I took my guitar up on the big stage.
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That night I did the best I could
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Me and the boys played pretty darn good
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Then I took myself out, sat in the crowd;
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And learned how Bocephus shakes 'em down
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You gotta Hank it
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You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it
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Push it up to ten and crank it
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If you wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it
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If you ain't got a bunch, you gotta bank it
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Live it just like he sings it
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You gotta Hank it
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There was a smokin' little blonde sittin' next to me
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Said how'd you make it here from Tennessee
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She must've been late and didn't catch my show
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But when you play at 7 that's the way it goes
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So I tipped my hat and we sang along to
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Where Have All My Rowdy Friends Gone
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I climbed up on the bus after the show
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Had a shot of Jim Beam and we hit the road.
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You gotta Hank it
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You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it
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Push it up to ten and crank it
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You wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it
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Ain't got a bunch, gotta bank it
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Live it just like he sings it
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You gotta Hank it
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You gotta Hank it
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You can't sip whiskey, gotta drink it
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Push it up to ten and crank it
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You wanna keep your woman, gotta spank it
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Ain't got a bunch, gotta bank it
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Live it just like he sings it
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You gotta Hank it
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Hank It
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Justin Moore |