Brantley Gilbert - Small Town Throwdown lyrics

Around these parts ain’t much to do ‘cept work like a dog ‘til Friday, Punch that clock, cash that check Raise a little hell ‘til Sunday It’s about that time There’s a party back in the woods tonight Heard it through the redneck grapevine, Got a keg of beer and a bunch of girls Sure enough gonna be a good time It’s a small town throwdown It’s time to tall-boy up, let them tailgates down And man it’s on tonight, Ridin’ ‘til the mornin’ light Crank that country up loud It’s a small town throwdown, hey. Oh , we ‘bout to throwdown, son Now we got a field full of Daisy Dukes 'Round here we know how to grow ‘em Rockin’ little body and long tan legs, Sure ain’t scared to show ‘em, no. Show a little somethin’ girl Somebody said them city boys Ridin’ ‘round lookin’ for some trouble, If they bring it cross that county line You know there’s gonna be a rumble It’s a small town throwdown It’s time to tall-boy up, let them tailgates down And man it’s on tonight, Ridin’ ‘til the mornin’ light Crank that country up loud It’s a small town throwdown, It’s a small town throwdown It’s time to tall-boy up, let them tailgates down And man it’s on tonight, Ridin’ ‘til the mornin’ light Crank that country up loud It’s a small town throwdown, It’s a small town throwdown It’s time to tall-boy up, let them tailgates down And man it’s on tonight, Ridin’ ‘til the mornin’ light Crank that country up loud It’s a small town throwdown, It’s a small town throwdown That’s country