Same Old Song

I hear there's folks Tired of us talking about dirt roads, tailgates, tan lines, and corn rows It sounds made up, but that's the life I know We know all about some moonshine, moonlight, bonfires Seeing all the stars on a summer night Don't see how that's getting old Ride with us on Friday night See if we ain't jacked them up See if we ain't setting it on fire See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't cranking Hank Sipping on a little something strong Hey man, you'll see why we can't Quit singing that same old song The same old song You heard enough about red dirt Blue collar dollars and hard work 5:00 heading to the outskirts 3 chords and the truth Tired of hearing 'bout them tan legs Bare feet on the dash, sundress, Daisy dukes, boots and ray-bans You ain't even seen them move Hang loose on a Friday night Man ain't they looking tough? See if they ain't blowing your mind See if you don't fall in love Let her find that country station Then watch her sing along Hey man you'll see why we can't Quit singing that same old song That same old song That same old song Just when you think You've heard it all about a small town All that small talk going round That ain't all we're all about Sit with us on Sunday morning Bow your head and let us pray Close your eyes and let the Lord in Tell me you don't feel a thing When we sing Amazing Grace Come on, man, sing along You 'bout to see why we can't Quit singin' that same old... Ride with us on Friday night See if we ain't jacked them up See if we ain't set shit on fire See if we don't burn it up See if we ain't cranking Hank Sipping on a little something strong Hang with us and see why we can't Quit singing that same old song Yeah we're singing that same old song That same old song You'll be singin' that same old song