[Intro]
Woo, come on
[Verse 1]
If you're sittin' in traffic after work
And you wanna get your wheels rollin' in the dirt
Trade your little toy car for a pickup truck
And, huh, country up
Well, if you're sick of that high-dollar red wine
Why don't you trade it in for a cold Busch Light?
Get you a boondock buzz
And join the club (Country up)
[Chorus]
Country up your drink, your boots, your ride
Put a 4x4 in your Friday night
Find a field or a river or a honky tonk
Put a camo Bass Pro snapback on
Put some dip in your lip, "y'all" in your drawl
A little No. 7 down in your cup
And country up
Country up
[Verse 2]
Now, ladies, if a man in tight jeans just ain't your thing
Why don't you try some Wranglers with a Copenhagen ring
He'll be all, "Yes, ma'am," with a fresh hair cut
Talkin' party in the back and business in the front
[Chorus]
Country up your drink, your boots, your ride
Put a 4x4 in your Friday night
Find a field or a river or a honky tonk
Get your Lucchese two-steppin' dancin' on
Put some dip in your lip, "y'all" in your drawl
A little No. 7 down in your cup
And country up
And country up
[Birdge]
Now flip that dial to a country station
Get old Mеrle Haggard or the Georgе Strait singin'
That good, good stuff
And crank that country up
[Chorus]
Country up your drink, your boots, your ride
Put a 4x4 in your Friday night
Find a field or a river or a honky tonk
Do all the redneck hillbilly sh*t you want
Put some dip in your lip, "y'all" in your drawl
A little No. 7 down in your cup
And country up (Country up)
And country up
And country up
Country up (Country up)