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Hey, look at all those cowgirls tearin down the gravel roads on Saturday night Singing Summertime at the top of their lungs, sippin Dixie cups of strawberry wine All my boys are out, we holler and whistle and honk our horns in time Were just country folks livin loud, were country folks livin loud Were just country folks livin loud Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer bottles till the sun comes up Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks livin loud Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home Boots on the dance floor around we go The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks livin loud Interstates jammed with race fans, were headin towards a Talladega infield sign Our tailgates are droppin and barbecues poppin, everybodys gonna have a good time There aint nuthin like those engines startin and the crowd at the finish line Were just country folks livin loud, were country folks livin loud Were just country folks livin loud Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer bottles till the sun comes up Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks livin loud Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home Boots on the dance floor around we go The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks livin loud Its a hoot and a holler on a touchdown pass a George Strait crowd when he tips his hat Lord, aint that what its all about Songtexte Were crankin Waylon Jennings in our pickup trucks, clinkin beer bottles till the sun comes up Mammas in the church choir, oh, what a sound, were country folks livin loud Were drivin tractors in the cotton till the cows come home Boots on the dance floor around we go The Star Spangled Banner, we sing it proud, were country folks livin loud Were country folks and were proud of livin loud Aus Songtexte Mania