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I 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
Out of town about half a mile
Four wheel drives and big mud tires
Muscadine wine
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
Let’s get this thing started
It's my kinda party
Oh, if you wanna drink
Go 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 to the riverside
Gotcha sippin' on some moonshine
Baby, if you're in the mood, you can settle for a one night rodeo
You can be my tan-legged Juliet
I'll be your Redneck Romeo
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
I'm chillin' to some Skynyrd and some old Hank
Let’s get this thing started
It's my kinda party
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
I'm chillin' to some Skynyrd and some old Hank
Let’s get this thing started
It's my kinda party
Ya'll ready for this
Ya'll gonna turn it on up
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