Brantley Gilbert Small Town Throwdown
Oh son
Around these parts ain't much to do
Except to 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 'nough gonna be a good time
It's a small town throwdown
It's time to tall boy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown
Oh, we're about to throw it down, son
Now we've 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 'em 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 tall boy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, right into 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 tall boy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown
It's a small town throwdown
It's time to tall boy up, let them tailgates down
And man, it's on tonight, right into the morning light
Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown
It's a small town throwdown
