Everybody Wanna Sing A Country Song Songtext
(Ah, shit)
Yeah, I get it
You like cowboys
Southern living
Think you might enjoy
In a Stetson
But what you might not know
There's more to this than guitar licks
And small-town rodeo
It ain't just a trend
Or a bandwagon
But "y'all" means "all"
So jump on it
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Heel-toe, two-stepping, dance all night long
The fiddle's hot and the drinks are cheap
If you want fit in, sing what I sing
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Giddy up (Giddy up)
Beer tastes better in the back of a truck
If you don't know the words, then say "yeehaw"
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Can I tell you a secret?
I was a city girl too
I'll admit it
Wasn't born in a pair of boots But I went sniffing
Smelled just like home
Next thing I know, I was on the road
Cranking Hank on the radio
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Heel-toe, two-stepping, dance all night long
The fiddle's hot and the drinks are cheap
If you want fit in, sing what I sing
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Giddy up (Giddy up)
Beer tastes better in the back of a truck
If you don't know the words, then say "yeehaw"
Everybody wanna sing a country song
It breaks my heart
Makes me wanna cry
That there are folks out there
That don't have a cold beer
Or a jacked-up truck
Don't know what it feels like to get hammered drunk
But if you think you can
And you wanna dance
Learn your dosey-dos and you're dosey-don'ts
And take my hand
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Heel-toe, two-stepping, dance all night long
The fiddle's hot and the drinks are cheap
If you want fit in, sing what I sing
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Giddy up (Giddy up)
Beer tastes better in the back of a truck
If you don't know the words, then say "yeehaw"
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Yeehaw
Yeah, I get it
You like cowboys
Southern living
Think you might enjoy
In a Stetson
But what you might not know
There's more to this than guitar licks
And small-town rodeo
It ain't just a trend
Or a bandwagon
But "y'all" means "all"
So jump on it
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Heel-toe, two-stepping, dance all night long
The fiddle's hot and the drinks are cheap
If you want fit in, sing what I sing
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Giddy up (Giddy up)
Beer tastes better in the back of a truck
If you don't know the words, then say "yeehaw"
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Can I tell you a secret?
I was a city girl too
I'll admit it
Wasn't born in a pair of boots But I went sniffing
Smelled just like home
Next thing I know, I was on the road
Cranking Hank on the radio
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Heel-toe, two-stepping, dance all night long
The fiddle's hot and the drinks are cheap
If you want fit in, sing what I sing
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Giddy up (Giddy up)
Beer tastes better in the back of a truck
If you don't know the words, then say "yeehaw"
Everybody wanna sing a country song
It breaks my heart
Makes me wanna cry
That there are folks out there
That don't have a cold beer
Or a jacked-up truck
Don't know what it feels like to get hammered drunk
But if you think you can
And you wanna dance
Learn your dosey-dos and you're dosey-don'ts
And take my hand
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Heel-toe, two-stepping, dance all night long
The fiddle's hot and the drinks are cheap
If you want fit in, sing what I sing
Hot damn (Hot damn)
Giddy up (Giddy up)
Beer tastes better in the back of a truck
If you don't know the words, then say "yeehaw"
Everybody wanna sing a country song
Yeehaw
