(Brad Mates/Teddy Gentry/Josh Leo/Ronnie Rogers)


Kick my countrified soul

Well, I heard it on the radio

They're comin' back to town

Playin' at the Wilson County Fair

Put in my forty and some overtime

I think I'm overdue

You can bet your party boots that I'll be there


For some red-hot, real fast,

Chicken-pickin' turbo-grass

Aerosmith or Cotton Eyed Joe

A little starlight, moonshine

Down home, party time

Turn it loose and let it go

And kick my countrified soul


The band is a pumpin'

The singer's got the crowd

Crazy and dancin' in the aisles

There ain't nobody sittin'

Got their hands up in the air

There's a couple shakin'

Like the girls gone wild


For some red-hot, real fast,

Chicken-pickin' turbo-grass

Aerosmith or Cotton Eyed Joe

A little starlight, moonshine

Down home, party time

Turn it loose and let it go

And kick my countrified


Chicken in the bread pan pickin' out dough

Mama's tuned in to the radio

Everybody's in the backyard, what do ya know

Singin' Walk This Way to the Cotton Eyed Joe


New York City, Cleveland, Boston

Carolina, L.A., Austin

Doesn't matter where you're from

Everybody needs


A little starlight, moonshine

Down home, party time

Turn it loose and let it go

And kick my countrified


Red-hot, real fast,

Chicken-pickin' turbo-grass

Aerosmith or Cotton Eyed Joe

A little starlight, moonshine

Down home, party time

Turn it loose and let it go

Kick my countrified soul


Kick, kick my countrified soul