Worked all week.

Cleaned up clean cut and clean shaved.

I got the cover off the ’68.

I fired it up and let them horses sing.

A little pretty thing.

A little tan-legged Georgia dream.

She’s a rockin’ them holey jeans.

Baby what you got goin’ on Saturday?

You know words got it there’s gonna be a party

Outta town about half a mile.

Four wheel drives and big mud tires.

Muscadine wine



Chorus:



Oh baby you can find me.

In the back of a jacked up tailgate.

Sittin’ ‘round watchin’ all these pretty things.

Get down in that Georgia clay.

And I’ll find peace.

At the bottom of a real tall cold drink.

Chillin to some Skynyrd and some old Hank.
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Lets get this thing started.

It’s my kinda party.



Verse 2:



If you’re gonna drink.

Go on baby just do your thing.

Give up your keys.

Hell why drive when you can stay with me?

And then after while we’ll sneak away from the bonfire.

Walk by the moonlight and down at the riverside.

Gotcha sippin’ on the moonshine.

Baby if you’re in mood you can settle for a one night rodeo.

If you can be my tan-legged Juliet

I’ll be your Redneck Romeo.



[Repeat Chorus two times]



Where ya’ll goin’?

We still got a keg breathin’