Welcome to the home of the hellbent, yeah baby, it's a land of barbed wire and moonshine whiskey.
Park your car before you get stuck, I'm gonna *** you a beer and get on up in the truck.
It's going down tonight, it's all on me, it's B.Y.O.B. and I got all we need.
Yeah, boy, I'm about to show me a set of slugger, how to kick it in the sticks with the crissons down.
I'm on the side of the bomb wild, money grows and grows, if it don't you're gonna grow.
So we hang out by the bonfire, just the good old boys having a dang good time.
We crank it up, we get loud, we're throwing down in the dirty, dirty south.
Down here, bein' all nighter with the hippies and the hicks.
Chops and bikers, they all came to kick it in the sticks.
So pop a top and drop a tailgate, yeah, we're cranking up ACPC, Hank Skinner and George Stray.
Where's the girls by the car, I'm up a little sub and drop.
I said, hey.
Trouble, what's up?
It's going down tonight, now they're blowin' up, they got the jacked up trucks, the slab covered in mud.
Bikini tops and daisy duked them, hoppin' out, singin' out loud, whippin' down.
I'm on the side of the bomb wild, money grows and grows, if it don't you're gonna grow.
So we hang out by the bonfire, just the good old boys having a dang good time.
We crank it up, we get loud, we're throwing down in the dirty, dirty south.
Dirty south down here, bein' all night on the hippies and the hicks.
Chops and bikers, they all came to kick it in the sticks.
Hey, boy, it just makes them draw one time.
Bars a little bit, then.
Take it easy on them.
Don't let nobody take you sniper.
Come on.
I'm doin' a little frog gig and cow tippin'.
I'm bout a little skinny dippin', bass fishin'.
Take it easy on the shine, stay away from other boys, women.
That's one damn good way for a man to get it.
Woo!
Down here, these boys tough down here.
Get your ass tore up down here.
Bein' all night on the hippies and the hicks.
Chops and bikers, they all came.
On the side of the bomb wild, money grows and grows, if it don't you're gonna grow.
So we hang out by the bonfire, just the good old boys having a dang good time.
We crank it up, we get loud, we're throwing down in the dirty, dirty south.
Down here,
Bein' all night on the hippies and the hicks.
Chops and bikers, they all came.
Take it easy on them.

Bein' all night on the hippies and the hicks.