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Moccasin Creek

Stompin' Grounds

 

Stompin' Grounds

(album: Stompin' Grounds - 2021)


Where you gonna be when the sun goes down?
Sipping on crown in my stomping grounds
Never too loud with same old crowd
Drink away all my sins
Where you gonna be when the sun comes up?
Through the fogged-up window of your pickup truck
Few cigarette butts and some empty cups
Let's drink away all our sins

Breaker, breaker, 1-9 (1-9), tell 'em where to find (hah)
A bunch a rowdy red necks deep off in the pines
Sipping on a hottie toddy (hah), good God almighty
Farmer's daughter two-stepping with a hot body
Back 40, camouflage shorty
She wink at ya boy, I said, "Oh, Lordy, Lordy" (hah)
Backwoods, one stoplight town
And when the sun goes down you just follow the sound (come on)
Hank 2 singing to me (yeah), liquor running through me
It's like a backyard real life roadhouse movie (haha)
Next week I'll probably do it again
Drink away my sins wit all my redneck friends (yeah)

Where you gonna be when the sun goes down?
Sipping on crown in my stomping grounds
Never too loud with same old crowd
Drink away all my sins
Where you gonna be when the sun comes up?
Through the fogged-up window of your pickup truck
Few cigarette butts and some empty cups
Let's drink away all our sins

Feeling rough, hurting bad, drinking man I had a buzz
Too many shots of Crown Royal had me spinning 'cause
Eight-second ride the bull, nah, I'ma give you ten
And if you let me holler then I'm leaving with your girlfriend
Big boy in my camouflage tee
I don't do the gator when I dance, I do the manatee
Dancing on the dog box, she pulling on my pant leg
I take my shirt off, I'm looking like a beer keg
I don't care, I rock it hard, I kill 'em with this country rap
Come here baby girl, you be my bass, I'll be your rattle trap
Every Friday night you can find us again
Drink away my sins (uh-huh) with all of my friends (come on)

Where you gonna be when the sun goes down?
Sipping on crown in my stomping grounds
Never too loud with same old crowd
Drink away all my sins
Where you gonna be when the sun comes up?
Through the fogged-up window of your pickup truck
Few cigarette butts and some empty cups
Let's drink away all our sins

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