作曲 : Andy Albert/Granger Smith/Justin Wilson/Jordan Schmidt
Cold cans in the blue boxes
Earl Dibbles on the boombox and
A-frame on a Chevy rockin' side to side
Mud grip on a dirt road
Couple buddies sayin' "let's go"
Gonna burn that barn right down to the ground tonight
Raise em' up to the sky
If you're tryin' to throw down
Get a little country faded
Take it way on out
Park your truck in the line
If you're lookin' for a buzz
And the girls in love
With the boys in the blue collars
Holler, holler
Doubled up rockin' 2 flags
Yee-Yee, ol' glory strapped
To the top of the head rack
Blowin' in the night
Tin can full of kerosene
Pour it out on a pile of trees
Step back strike a match
And watch that Friday ignite
Raise em' up to the sky
If you're tryin' to throw down
Get a little country faded
Take it way on out
Park your truck in the line
If you're lookin' for a buzz
And the girls in love
With the boys in the blue collars
Holler, holler
Holler, holler
Ha-ha, it's Earl Dibbles Jr.
Yee-Yee!
Hey! Y'all listen to this
I'm 'bout to get the fuse lit
Crack a can, take a long sip
Red Man get the pouch ripped
Got the whole thing, I'm packin' both lips
Jumpin' up on a tailgate
Poppin' off like a 12-gauge
I don't care what the city boys say
We're where the party is...
And that's damn right
Yee-Yee!
Raise em' up to the sky
If you're tryin' to throw down
Get a little country faded
Take it way on out
Park your truck in the line
If you're lookin' for a buzz
And the girls in love
With the boys in the blue collars
Holler
(Raise em' up to the sky
If you're tryin' to throw down
Get a little country faded
Take it way on out
Park your truck in the line
If you're lookin' for a buzz
And the girls in love
With the boys in the blue collars
Holler)