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Secret little map dot at the end of the black top We're gonna wake it up We're gonna hammer this hick town, talkin' 'bout a throwdown It's time we shake it up Whoa, we're talkin' Friday night, moonlight, gettin' right Yeah, that bonfire bumpin', raise them Longnecks up We're burnin' it down, down, down Dust off these dusty roads, crank that cowboy rock-n-roll It's time to rev it up, saddle up, put a little giddy up in this one horse town When them four-bys jacked up, them old boys act up (that's right) Showin' off to them country queens Got a box of Banquet, got some George Strait crankin' (turn it up) We're blowin' off some steam Whoa, we're talkin' Friday night, moonlight, gettin' right Yeah, that bonfire bumpin', raise them Longnecks up We're burnin' it down, down, down Dust off these dusty roads, crank that cowboy rock-n-roll It's time to rev it up, saddle up, put a little giddy up in this one horse town Sippin' on a little Apple Pie Cuddled up to my sugarpie That's what I call a party I'm here, it's good clean fun Farm folk comin' all undone Holler till the morning Sun Gettin' rude row-rowdy Backwoods crazy Oh, we're talkin' Friday night, moonlight, gettin' right Yeah, that bonfire bumpin', raise them Longnecks up We're burnin' it down, down, down, down, down, down, down Dust off these dusty roads, crank that cowboy rock-n-roll It's time to rev it up, tip it up, put a little giddy up, yeah, yeah Time to rev it up, saddle up, put a little giddy up in this one horse town This one horse town, yeah (that's right), come on