In the little bitty towns between map dots We don't tailgate in a parking lot We bump down dirt roads in jacked up trucks Far from the bars and smoky night clubs
We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We got a hundred blue cans Sitting on ice in the back of my truck George Strait blaring in a Chevrolet We open up the doors wide and let it play We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up
This ol' truck hood makes a pretty good seat Got my feet on the bumper sipping on a drink And not too long we'll take it down to the creek The ice cold water will set you free
We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We got a hundred blue cans Sitting on ice in the back of my truck George Strait blaring in a Chevrolet We open up the doors wide and let it play We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up
Yeah my baby looks good in her little tank top About 2 am we go sneaking off We got a spot beneath a cottonwood tree And she knows what she's gonna do to me
We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We got a hundred blue cans Sitting on ice in the back of my truck We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We got a hundred blue cans Sitting on ice in the back of my pickup truck George Strait blaring in a Chevrolet We open up the doors wide and let it play We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up Yeah
We do it in a field
We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes up We do it in a field rocking all night till the sun comes upTeksty umieszczone na naszej stronie są własnością wytwórni, wykonawców, osób mających do nich prawa.
