Round these parts ain't much to do
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Except work like a dog till Friday
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Punch that clock
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Cash that check, raise a little hell till Sunday
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It's about that time
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There's a party back in the woods tonight
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Heard it through the redneck grapevine
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Got a keg of beer and a bunch of girls
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Sure enough gonna be a goodtime
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It's a small town throwdown
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It's time to tall boy up, let them tailgates down
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Yeah, man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
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Crank that country up loud
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It's a small town throwdown
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Oh, we 'bout to throw it down, son
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Now we got a field full of daisy dukes
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'Round here we know how to grow 'em
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Rocking little body and long tan legs
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Sure ain't scared to show 'em, no
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Show a little something, girl
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Somebody said them city boys
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Riding around looking for some trouble
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If they bring it cross that county line
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You know there's gonna be a rumble
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It's a small town throwdown
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It's time to tall boy up, let them tailgates down
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Yeah, man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
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Crank that country up loud
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It's a small town throwdown
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Come on
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It's a small town throwdown
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It's time to tall boy up, let them tailgates down
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Yeah, man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
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Crank that country up loud
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It's a small town throwdown
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It's a small town throwdown
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It's time to tall boy up, let them tailgates down
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Yeah, man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
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Crank that country up loud
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It's a small town throwdown
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It's a small town throwdown
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Now that's country
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Small Town Throwdown
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| Brantley Gilbert |
