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The Lacs

'Bout To Go Down

 

'Bout To Go Down

(album: Nothing In Particular II - 2020)


Another weekend coming, got me running to the packing store
I put my order in but I'll be probably coming back for more
That's just the way we get down, so hop in the truck
Get a beer and get a grip, just in case we hit some mud
Got that cooler full of something in the back when we kick it
Hope this southern summer night'll maybe last, gotta sip it
Gotta give it all you got with that girl that you kinda like
Man there's something 'bout the southern women sitting by the fire
Got them country boys showing off, hop up in the truck
And let the bass [?] set 'em off, make a lot of noise
And turn the volume button up and get to dancing with some luck
Got me hell, we all drunk, nothing but some country fun
So keep it moving, keep it going, keep that bonfire smoking
Have a ball with your friends, it never ends is what I'm hoping
If you ever pass by and see a party going on
Park it right and come and join us, we ain't doing nothing wrong

Out on the edge of town
Where we all gather round
Bumping that southern sound
It's about to go down
Drink a few beers with my friends
Nights like this I wish would never end
So next week we gon' do it again
It's about to go down

Five o'clock, it's a wrap, 'bout to hit that beer tap
Jump in the truck and fire it up before the boss can call me back
Load the cooler, tear it down, county line, we headed out
[?] a little spot way outside the edge of town
I never liked the city life or rolling through them city lights
It's a pity when a country boy gets all city-fied
Pretty soon he'll lose his ways just to keep them bills paid
He'll think about it day to day and then forget the way he was raised
So leave that job and tell your boss you've got to ride and just get lost
Turn off your texts and GPS and tell them all to hold your calls
Firing up that bonfire, lighting up the whole sky
Sitting around, reminiscing, talking 'bout them old times
So hide on out and ride it out just like this
And your good timing friends would never let you forget
How you was raised up and came up on them stomping grounds
So come on now 'cause this about to go down

Out on the edge of town
Where we all gather round
Bumping that southern sound
It's about to go down
Drink a few beers with my friends
Nights like this I wish would never end
So next week we gon' do it again
It's about to go down

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