Small Town Throwdown de Brantley Gilbert

Paroles de chanson Small Town Throwdown de Brantley Gilbert

Small Town Throwdown
Small Town Throwdown

Oh, son
Around these parts ain't much to do
Except work like a dog 'til Friday
Punch that clock, cash that check
Raise a little hell 'til Sunday
'Bout that time

There's a party back in the woods tonight
Heard it through the redneck grapevine
Got a keg of beer and a bunch of girls
Sure enough gonna be a good time

It's a small town throwdown
It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, ridin' 'til the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

Oh, we 'bout to throwdown, son

Now we got a field full of daisy dukes
Round here we know how to grow 'em
Rockin' little body and long tan legs
Sure ain't scared to show 'em, no

Show a little somethin', girl

Somebody said them city boys
Ridin' around lookin' for some trouble
If they bring it 'cross that county line
You know there's gonna be a rumble

It's a small town throwdown
It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, ridin' 'til the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

C'mon

It's a small town throwdown
It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, ridin' 'til the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown

It's a small town throwdown
It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, ridin' 'til the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown
It's a small town throwdown

That's country

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