Brantley Gilbert
Brantley Gilbert - Small Town Throwdown (feat. Justin Moore and Thomas Rhett) lyrics
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Oh son Around these parts ain't much to do Except work like a dog 'til Friday Punch that clock, cash that check Raise a little hell 'til Sunday 'Bout that time There's a party back in the woods tonight Heard it through the redneck grapevine Got a keg of beer and a bunch of girls Sure enough gonna be a good time It's a small town throwdown It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down And man, it's on tonight, riding 'til the morning light Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown Oh, we 'bout to throwdown, son Now we got a field full of daisy dukes Round here we know how to grow 'em Rocking little body and long tan legs Sure ain't scared to show 'em, no Show a little something, girl Somebody said them city boys Riding around looking for some trouble If they bring it 'cross that county line You know there's gonna be a rumble It's a small town throwdown It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down And man, it's on tonight, ridin' 'til the morning light Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown Come on It's a small town throwdown It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down And man, it's on tonight, riding 'til the morning light Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown It's a small town throwdown It's time to tallboy up, let them tailgates down And man, it's on tonight, riding 'til the morning light Crank that country up loud, it's a small town throwdown It's a small town throwdown That's country