American Muscle

(albüm: Bronco - 2015)

White knuckles on a hammer, out swinging in the sun, I've been there
On a tractor in the summer, sweat rolling down the back of that shirt
You work your ass off for a dollar, putting new wrinkles on a blue collar
Hoe-in the row y'all, till the weekend then we really start kicking up dirt

Keeping our boots on American throttle, drinking our beer from American bottles
Up for the job and down for the hustle, getting it down with America muscle

Gimme some blacktop so I can spread them wing on the hood of that Trans Am
And a sweet thing riding shottie, that's why God made the open road

Keeping our boots on American throttle, drinking our beer from American bottles
Gripping the wheel with some white in your knuckles and riding around in American muscle

Yeah, we make it, we spend it, we love it, we live it we see what we want, we go get it

Hey Mr. Fender, thanks for the memories, you set the world on fire with six strings
We got 'em plugged in, we got 'em turned up, from garages to the Madison Square

Keeping our boots on American throttle, drinking our beer from American bottles
Gimme some Stevie, some Double Trouble, rocking the house with American muscle

Keeping our boots on American throttle, drinking our beer from American bottles
Up for the job and down for the hustle, getting it down with American muscle
American muscle