Some folks sit and wait on government checks
Some of us have the sun beating down on our necks
We've all got the same damn thing in mind
An ol' screen door that swings beeath the neon sign

Now, we don't need a reason to get down
Turn the jukebox up to ten, son, throw 'em down
Keep those longnecks cold on ice
Before too long it sure be nice
Just might have to buy the house around
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town

Someone throw some cornmeal down on the floor
So me and my baby can shuffle just a little bit more
Then, I think we look funny
The way that we move
That's our thing and we got our own groove

Now, we don't need a reason to get down
Turn the jukebox up to ten, son, throw 'em down
Keep those longnecks cold on ice
Before too long it sure be nice
Just might have to buy the house around
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town

Now, we don't need a reason to get down
Turn the jukebox up to ten, son, throw 'em down
Keep those longnecks cold on ice
Before too long it sure be nice
Just might have to buy the house around
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town
In this little ol' lonesome dixie town