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Hey, look at all those cowgirlsTearing down the gravel roads on Saturday nightSinging "Summertime" at the top of their lungsSipping Dixie cups of strawberry wineAll my boys are outWe holler and whistleAnd honk our horns in timeWe're just country folks livin' loudWe're country folks livin' loudWe're just country folks livin' loudWe're cranking Waylon Jennings in our pick-up trucksClinking beer bottles 'til the sun comes upMama's in the church choir, oh, what a soundWe're country folks livin' loudWe're driving tractors in the cotton 'til the cows come homeBoots on the dance floor, around we goThe Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proudWe're country folks livin' loudInterstates jammed with race fansWe're heading towards a Talladega infield signOur tailgates are dropping and barbecue's poppingSongtexteEverybody's gonna have a good timeAin't nothing like those engines startingAnd the crowd at the finish lineWe're just country folks livin' loudWe're country folks livin' loudWe're just country folks livin' loudWe're cranking Waylon Jennings in our pick-up trucksClinking beer bottles 'til the sun comes upMama's in the church choir, oh, what a soundWe're country folks livin' loudWe're driving tractors in the cotton 'til the cows come homeBoots on the dance floor, around we goThe Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proudWe're country folks livin' loudIt's a hoot and a holler on a touchdown passA George Strait crowd when he tips his hatLord, ain't that what it's all about?We're just country folks livin' loudWe're country folks livin' loudWe're just country folks livin' loudWe're cranking Waylon Jennings in our pick-up trucksClinking beer bottles 'til the sun comes upMama's in the church choir, oh, what a soundWe're country folks livin' loudWe're driving tractors in the cotton 'til the cows come homeBoots on the dance floor, around we goThe Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proudWe're country folks livin' loudWe're country folks livin' loudWe're country and we're livin' loud Aus Songtexte Mania