Fire up them big ol’ barbeques and tell them cows to watch their backs Seven kegs with different kinds of brew, blondes and brunettes on tap
Everybody’s pullin’ up in trucks except the one guy in his Vette Thinks he’s cool but where’s he gonna sleep, rest of us all brought our beds Girls are on the bull in hats n’ leather Tell me how a night like this gets better
When rednecks get together… We’ll be firin’ up them pick-up trucks and headin’ out to play When rednecks get together… Girls are dancin’ in the loft and kickin’ up the hay When rednecks get together… We’re just havin’ good, clean, fun and makin’ friends up here in country heaven… When rednecks get together
Tell that local band to turn it up and give that bonfire some gas If you don’t like the way we throw down step right up and kiss my a## Memories like this will last forever Tell me how a night like this gets better
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Well that rooster crowed when the sun got up And that bonfire looked like she’d had enough As we looked around… everybody knew Some folks snuck off in the middle of the night To try their own eight second ride In them big ol truck beds made just for two So we broke out the grill and cooked up some bacon And stole a few eggs them chickens was makin’ And we made us a breakfast… And chased it down… with a big ol brew
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