We're back
Well its a Saturday night down and Dixie shot full of rhythm in whiskey
And what do you know it's time to play
Grab your boots and jump off a tour bus there is a rowdy crowd waiting on us
Somebody show me to the stage
Give me the mic and put me in the spotlight
Cuz everybody came here to get right in those blue collar boys just got paid
Will be rocking to the break of day then flying on down the highway
We came to give you more for your money southern rock anthem outlaw country and don't forget about my solid gold
That old hunderd round of Crown has been took in I got Music like Mama's home cooking Lord it just feels good in your soul
Turn it on and crank it up to 12 Son we going to kick like daddy's old pump gun getting paid then we're getting on down the road
We'll be rockin till the break of day then flying on down the highway
We'll be rocking till the break of day
We'll be rocking to the break of day then flying on down the highway
Let's go
Hey there Mr bartender a roughneck don't need a blender so pop a top on something cold
And grab a you for me and the fellas and that girl in the sunshine yellow with a thousand eyes that are out of control
And if she needs to get her another cuz later on down a dirt road brother I'm going to take her to a spot nobody knows
And rock with her till the break of day then flying on down the highway
We'll be rocking till the break of day
We'll be rocking to the break of day then flying on down the highway