Well we ain't big city, you can call me a hick Me and that bottle like a cow and a salt lick Ain't nothing wrong so don't try to fix You keep them stones, just give us the sticks Oh, oh
Well, that's where we'll go when the times get tough Take your Maserati and I'll take my truck Rednecks and blue ties just don't mix You keep them stones, just give us the sticks Oh
Well I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip Keep your stones, just give us the sticks Just give us the sticks
We got backyard horse shoes, a needle on the record A Cracker Barrel cook out, playing rug checkers Tastes like heaven, we're full of good tea You keep them stones, just give us the sticks
I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip Keep your stones, just give us the sticks Aw, just give us the sticks
Go and keep your big city, high dollar life Me and my boys we are doing alright We're out here smoking and drinking all night Just give us the sticks and it'll be alright
I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip Keep your stones
Well, I'd trade concrete for a dirt road any day A smoke stack sky for a moonshine getaway A country club pool for a blonde and a skinny dip Keep your stones, just give us the sticks Just give us the sticksTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
